Quebonafide - Co jest ze mną?

I never sleep, do you understand? And I'm still dreaming
Over the bed poster with alternative models
On the face new tattoos, I'm playing like fucked up
You think I'm really into it, who am I for them?
Do you think I'm serious about anything?
I just wants to fuck you and then freak you out
Sweetheart, because I prefer grapefruit than nougat
Honey, so if you will suck my dick I'll tell you how I play
Great, all that bitter fucking life
Tattoo on the lips, why fate kisses me on the cheek?
You swallow the tears, because it's fuck not good to cry here
These bitches look at me like Basil
I have a fucking anesthetic, I'm walking the street
Or maybe I'm lying and I'm dying and I just write like this?
Maybe I'm lying and I'm dying because I want to hear you?
But everyday life is not a fucking concert of wishes

[Chorus]
What the fuck is wrong with you?
What's with me? God what's with me?
What the fuck is wrong with you?
What's with me? God what's with me?
What the fuck is wrong with you?
What's with me? God what's with me?
What the fuck is wrong with you?
What's with me? God what's with me?


Everything is black like the Rolls Royce Phantom, ey
Ask those fucking fools about what they're fighting, ey
On my back luggage I have, not fucking Jan Sport, ey
I'm suspended like a fucking iPhone 6, ey
'cause this shit don't want let me fall asleep again
I open and close my passport again and again
I've put almost all the pins on the map
So you can be the world for me again

[Outro]
What's with me? God what's with me?
What the fuck is wrong with you?
What the fuck is wrong with you?
What the fuck is wrong with you?
What the fuck is wrong with you?