Perfect - Taki jestem

I hate days like this

when nothing happens

like a hungover world

fell into some black hole

then he wears me terribly

for the sword will rust in its scabbard

if someone gets in my way

I can cut to the casting



I'm trying to beat the time

two years are counted in a year

when the urge comes to something

I don't deny myself, no

I have to accelerate the car like that

to feel resistance under the foot

and when resistance pisses me off

I have ways to crush it



never tell yourself it's over

there is always loose brick in the wall



when they start playing hard

I can't stand still

when electricity runs on the skin

I like to take off my undershirt

watches closely as

the race continues on the ladder

a nice fan club you must have

to get to the tit



sometimes I feel - I'm about to explode

because they want to do me in yo-yo again



Nobody knows me inside out

I don't know what kind of dream I'm chasing

I must have my own vision

I prefer sex to sweets

in the pile I do not fit

to be the martyr of the matter

the one who is always right

in the end he has to give back



this is what I am and I am not ashamed

I don't know how many poses there are in me