Kabanos - Baleron w kartoflach pod keczupem

My room is so really small
Doors are closed to the whole world
I want more, much more and harder
I'm a bird which can't fly

(Where am I? Hello, is somebody here?
Does somebody hear me?
If you hear me, say something!)

My small room has no window
In the corner lying an old, rusty spoon
On the table empty plate
Scared mouse is running on the floor

(Help me! Would somebody help me?
I don't know where am I
Please, help me!)

My small room is foreign and cold
An huge lie transparent as air
It's blubber, walls are cracking
That lie can't restrain me for eternity

(I beg you, let me out
I promise that I won't tell nothing, for real
Would someone let me out?
Hello, goddamn!)

Who, who, who put me here
Imposed, commanded, used and betrayed
Heat, heat of my love
Extingushed by their empty values
Ten percent taken from life
Give me the rest please, I'm ready
Tear off from me my tough skin
Look for, stray, paint skies
Far away, I will find myself
Far away, I will dig out the truth
It will release me, chains will break
What they said to me, it's out of sense
It never had, I see it

I can't believe that
Ham is a thing
Needed for me
To live in dignity

I can't believe that
Ketchup is blood
I'm not afraid
I'll not be tricked again

I'm not a doll, I don't want
To be plastic, I don't want
I'm not a ball, I don't want
To run where they would send me, I don't want
I'm not a cloth, I don't want
To wipe furnitures, I don't want
I'm not blind, no
I don't want to believe in bullshit

Bears are good
Bears says that
Blue elephants
Are levitating between the trees
Bears are good
Sadly, they're wrong
Blue elephants
Are born in their fantasies

When the dust will fall
You'll see that

There are no bumblebees
So none could bite you
Mosquitos are everywhere
And they are drinking your blood
It's true
You were scared for nothing
End is the end
Don't cry, because it's the best

Nothing is wondering like a truth
Nothing is splitting like a truth
Nothing is learning like a truth
Nothing is waking like a truth
Nothing is making you angry like a truth
Nothing is making you sad like a truth
Nothing is curing like a truth
Nothing will surviving like a truth

My small room has no walls now
There is no roof, no doors and floor
I see flowers, skies and birds
And I understand how I was missing this