Renata Przemyk - Szmaciana
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Oni ci wmówią żeJesteś po prostu zła
Płaszcz tchórzem podszyty masz
By wiać
Oni założą że
Ciemnotą jesteś ty
Więc w masie zatopią cię
Jak nic
Oni przyłożą ci
Chłodem zimnych zdań
A nóż w plecy wbiją gdy
Nie tak
Pozwól że schowam cię
Szmaciana lalko tak
By oni szukali znów
Sto lat
Wypiję zdrowie co
Nam obu przyda się
Bo wiem tak dużo że
Aż grzech
Nie wstawaj kiedy kur
Biedakom daje znać
Wiesz bogaci po to są
By spać
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
World without your love
I m in over my head and I think I like it
Never felt so never felt so complete
I’m right over the edge and I’m so excited
I can see the ground beneath my feet
So don’t save me now…
How did I get this far in a world...
Never felt so never felt so complete
I’m right over the edge and I’m so excited
I can see the ground beneath my feet
So don’t save me now…
How did I get this far in a world...
The crazies
Here in my room
Where the paint dries like your face
I m still confusing love with need
Tonight at 10
I ll cry for a while
They ll get me for sure
It s just a question of time
We re...
Where the paint dries like your face
I m still confusing love with need
Tonight at 10
I ll cry for a while
They ll get me for sure
It s just a question of time
We re...
An electric storm of thoughts
The facial muscles of the bracelet s owner are asymmetrically scretched.
His mouth is closed, compressed from the weight of anxiety.
As for his black optic sensors, they are casting sparks
in the dim luminosity of the room.
An electric storm of thoughts is raging inside them.
For a long moment, his contact with the...
His mouth is closed, compressed from the weight of anxiety.
As for his black optic sensors, they are casting sparks
in the dim luminosity of the room.
An electric storm of thoughts is raging inside them.
For a long moment, his contact with the...
Little girl
Venice night, at five o clock, the station, hazy light
A sleeping bum, a single girl, she s leaving overnight
And she knows that it s forever, and she ll never ever return
In Italy, on holidays, she had to see Da Vinci s style
A sleeping bum, a single girl, she s leaving overnight
And she knows that it s forever, and she ll never ever return
In Italy, on holidays, she had to see Da Vinci s style
Sleaze
Sleaze
Lipstick marks on pint beer mugs
And love bites on the neck
Take me in your back room
And you pay for what you get
Diana Dors all washed up
Dolores Del Rio
Hanging round the lowlife dives
And other zombie go-go s
Sleaze - can be very tragic
Sleaze - but I only see the magic
Sleaze - can...
Lipstick marks on pint beer mugs
And love bites on the neck
Take me in your back room
And you pay for what you get
Diana Dors all washed up
Dolores Del Rio
Hanging round the lowlife dives
And other zombie go-go s
Sleaze - can be very tragic
Sleaze - but I only see the magic
Sleaze - can...