Piroman [English translation]

[Intro]

“Life has no meaning.

We have to make it meaningful.”1

[first verse]

I ain’t got much

but I didn’t sell myself cheap.

You’re wearin’ masks just like birds wear make-up.

You’re flyin’ high but you’re like Icarus.

When you gon’ fall you’ll see how it is at the bottom.

I’ve been there myself.

Man, you don’t know why?

Try to remember ”Crime and Punishment”.

Life is short and the world is small.

You don’t know what the future holds.

Even your distinguishing marks are temporary.

That ink under your skin.

So I’m comin’ back at dawn.

Warsaw is beautiful

when sun lights up the sky.

Nothin’ else makes your heart beat like this.

I know this town like the back of my hand.

Nowadays it’s in a different wrapping.

I think about it when I’m ordering Wakame

and pouring some Kikkoman on it.

Everything seems cool but something is in the air.

Like a fuckin' spectre of defeat.

Even though the pin hasn’t been pulled on this grenade.

It’s going to stay within me, like a bad upbringing.

I’m burnin’ bridges as if I was a pyromaniac.

I’m burnin’ bridges as if I was a pyromaniac.

It’s going to stay within me, like a bad upbringing.

I’m burnin’ bridges as if I was a pyromaniac.

I’m burnin’ bridges as if I was a pyromaniac.

[Chorus]

Time’s flying even though it’s everything you’ve got here.

It’s not enough to line up at the start

and get somewhere on time.

You decide what’s meaningul for you

You can’t turn back the time.

[second verse]

I’m returning

to my humble aboad.

But sometimes it brings out the child in us.

We often are still innocent.

You know well how fast the time goes.

We all got our own families now.

As you get older a day seems too short.

But sometimes it runs slowly like a street gutter.

It doesn't matter how

are you goin' to spend it.

It will pass either way.

You won’t bribe it with all the gadgets in the world.

Down here there's always something going on.

In my town people are hustlin'2all the time.

I’ve been livin’ here all my life.

We understand each other without words like mimes.

Small things matter the most, not some golden medals.

But the appetite for fame and glory grows

cause I took it in with my mother’s milk.

It’s like the name I was given when I was born.

It’s goin’ to stay in my blood.

Life has no meaning,

we need to make it meaningful.

Like me when I grab the mic.

I can feel it’s goin’ to be lit3. [play on words]

As if I was a pyromaniac, a serial arsonist.

I’m entering the stage and I'm all fired up4.

[chorus] extended version

Time’s flying even though it’s everything you’ve got here.

It’s not enough to line up at the start

and get somewhere on time.

You decide what’s meaningul for you.

You can’t turn back the time.

You can get your drink on and get your smoke on.

Then complain about your life.

You can fall from the top of the world and climb right back up.

And then do it all over again.

But if you’re excited about something like a pyromaniac

when he’s setting fire to something

then it's your faith!

[Outro] x2

I’ve got my own opinion and my own plan.

I see things differently.

– Do you regret?

– What about you?

– I haven’t done anything.

– Do you regret not having done anything?”5

1. excerpt from the movie ''Symetria" (Symmetry)2. different ways of making money3. dope, cool.4. aroused, excited.5. another excerpt from the movie ''Symetria" (Symmetry)

• Artist:Pezet