Timp Pentru Mine [English translation]

You are exploited by society, don't forget, people forget

They throw you in the trash and then spit on you

I don't pray, I don't beg, I don't have the soul of a beggar

You can suck my cock in public, I don't live on a blog

No drog can control me because I'm though

And my pride keeps me alive, as a whole, on my feet

Ingest legal shit, I'll smoke my grass

And I will be sitting happily as a stretcher takes you away

I don't walk around with painted or natural crows

Since these migrate like the plague, they have no native country

I don't have a past, only a present... it's all tied together

As I child I read through a magnifier that there's nothing after this

I had no villa or series C from my parents

Fucking hell, we probably weren't well-behaved kids

We have no money factory, and no money at all sadly

Just like we have no direct access to classified files

We didn't have much and that's why we don't feel their absence

Life is an exam, the street remains a test

I want time for myself, to spread hate forward

Time for myself to put hate into words

It's simple as hell, I won't shut the hell up

In life I want to do exactly what I want to do

We eat lean food, full of E-s

And pay good money to swim in waste

We are pacified with a devious stupidity

And drag ourselves day by day, sleepwalking in a drift

We spend money we didn't work for yet

When we will want to give it back, it won't be enough

Look at how the life expectancy is dropping, get the fuck to work

With shiny shoes and sharp pants

Drink your coffee and shut up if you chose the leash

Sit back in your recliner comfortably and polish your piece

All lowlifes assume I'm crazy

I say what I think and think I have everything I say

I look for beauty in everything ugly

And live through my disappointments with a knot in my throat

I returned to real life without a "Welcome back"

I slept like a rock, now I'm awake

I want time for myself, to spread hate forward

Time for myself to put hate into words

It's simple as hell, I won't shut the hell up

In life I want to do exactly what I want to do

• Artist:Cheloo