Czarny HIFI - Wino ft. Sarius, Zalia

my words feel burdened
split in half again
today, what's left
a few letters I write
I'll burn again today for the spilled

I had a room for 600 bucks then
the whole place sticks like grease
only East-side tenants
one of them defended me when they wanted to beat me up
I dream of having the strength to push
so these moments aren't a cheap lunch
it hurts so much not having anything right now
bro, do you have any cash to lend?

my words feel burdened
split in half again
today, there's white wine left
I write a few letters
I'll burn again today for the spilled
white wine, white wine
a glass with
a glass with
white wine, white wine
a glass with
a glass with
white wine

I saved a few coins
and bought a flower
even in this room, I wanted
things to be normal
then my roommate
when I wasn't rolling in money
bought it back from me
and broke it at a party
you're still here
even though I have nothing up my sleeve
you pressure me when they ask what I get from rap
food by weight for half price after six
we stood in that line by six ten
and you gave me money for food
what your mom sent you
and you were deaf to what your friend said
and her cheap wine isn't enough anymore today
the waiter takes away our best Chardonnay

an oyster waits to be eaten
just like the old version of me
today I know how to read the name of that wine
just like they know well how to serve us

my words feel burdened
split in half again
today, there's white wine left
I write a few letters
I'll burn again today for the spilled
white wine, white wine
a glass with
a glass with
white wine, white wine
a glass with
a glass with
white wine