Tekst :

Another day, another knife in the back
It s happened so many times, I stopped tryin to keep track
You re stuck stickin it in, you re stuck stickin it in
Take it up to the hilt to cover up your own fuckin guilt
And when the shit goes down you re out of places to hide
No time to ask if could the motherfucker really survive
Get a load of this fuck, he s the dead guy
It s just a natural cause you never fuckin protest
You lost control of my life you want control of the rest
You re always stickin it in, you re always stickin it in
You stuck it so many times you never tried to fight
But when the shit comes down you re out of places to hide
Time to ask if you re alive or just pretend that you died
Just remember this fuck, I m the dead guy
I m the dead guy
Dead guy

Na Kondrackiej holi o pó³nocy
W bacowskim sa³asie - tu - w Mra¼nicy
Przyse³ se Bóg na ziem w ca³ej swojej mocy
Radujmy siê!

Witoj Jezusicku pod holami
Ostoñ haw na zawse miêdzy nami
Nawracoj serduska nase ku dobremu
Pytomy Cie!

Plastic man

I am a plastic man, Wish i can be the one you could be proud of.
Im losin heart again, wish i could show you what you think i m made of.
Someday i know i ll find my place, someday i know this pain will fade.

Mejor sola ke mal acompanada

A que juegas? Porque lloras?
no m digas que aora stas enmorado
vengas no m agas reir
No m kreo tus historias
xk si ers una vez infiel lo ers por siempre
lo siento x ti
ke ya no m importas si vendras mñn d nuevo
a suplicar
no lo intentes no t voy a perdonar

Olvidate d mi...

I will

Do you ever wonder if we were not friends?
I know it s hard to ponder,
but there s reasons for that,
I can t go on without you,
its burning inside of my head,
And I feel so alone without you,
Now I...

Take me away

I..was waiting all my life to know you
(all about you)
And now..I m staring in your eyes in shea flour
(all about you)

And in our minds, it comes so easily
But theres a feeling comin over me
I want to show...