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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tomasz Piesiak
Tomasz Piesiak
Songwriter
Konrad Kral
Konrad Kral
Songwriter
Paweł Godzik
Paweł Godzik
Songwriter
Mateusz Augustyn
Mateusz Augustyn
Songwriter
Dariusz Ociepka
Dariusz Ociepka
Songwriter

Lyrics

I'm oblivious, I've run out of fucks A monk in the making and you've run out of luck A strategy more suitable for you would be to carry a 9 piece Be ready for blitzkrieg Excuse my French, but this is getting absurd You wine and toss and plus you look like a turd The only thing I'll do is sit here and indulge Watch you lose your mind over the trivial stuff We could be playing trivia, ice skating Reading books or maybe masturbating I'm just thinking out loud And you're eradicated Sit back, relax and get contemplated Lately I'm on the zen stuff, zen stuff Taught my ego to sit down and shut the fuck up No arrogance, just come and observe Because you got some damn nerve, check it out It's raining lies And I got no jacket on And the weatherman Sings another pointless song So why you keep, keep singing along If you feel the words are coming out, coming out wrong To be honest, I don't understand why We take it all so personal, get so emotional Frustrated, agitated, aggravated, if we could just take it Two steps back; why does my point matter? There's two ends of the stick and both blood splatter If you pull too hard, ease up the pressure The spirit of aggravation is always there to test you Till they see you lose your shit So they can point fingers Judge the superficial level of this mingus Now I'm standing in the room with this dingus Waiting and watching him burn, we could be Watching movies, ice skating Smoking meth or maybe meditating I'm just thinking out loud And you're eradicated I'm sorry, my fucks have evaporated It's raining lies And I got no jacket on And the weatherman Sings another pointless song So why you keep, keep singing along If you feel the words are coming out, coming out wrong It's raining lies And I got no jacket on And the weatherman Sings another pointless song So why you keep, keep singing along If you feel the words are coming out wrong It's raining lies And I got no jacket on And the weatherman Sings another pointless song So why you keep, keep singing along If you feel the words are coming out, coming out wrong
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