Just cold sweat is dripping down my tempus
And a cold bols* is going across the table
And the lights are blinking and the rooms are spinning around
(I'm afraid of taking a step like I'm standing on a balcony)
Like freaks we are dancing
I can't take a breath, I'm catching paranoia
And I'm flying above the crowd that stays on the ground
And probably our hands are connecting again
The light is glaring me and I'm falling down
And it's getting white like in the Christmas Eve
And probably I have a clock, and I fucking hope
that I have wallet too, but I know completely nothing
The tension is devastating my head and I want to drink
I know that I don't know what I'm doing
I feel nothing and I don't know what I'm doing
(and the heart is pounding three times faster than normally)
Your body is fusing with the wall
And I have flown away like in Las Vegas Parano
Probably it's raining, probably it's morning
And I think that perhaps nothing has happened
I disappear somewhere, night and day
Are fusing in one entirety when you are not here
I'm drowing again, a million of words
Your touch and I am sure about nothing
Just a cold chill is piercing you
And cold rain's washing over body of mine
I'm passing by so many strange places, and the lights are blinking
People still hurry somewhere and I stay here
The day's getting up, I fall and stand up
You're kissing me, you're doing this even fine
You're resuscitating me, I'm waking up, I'm resurrecting
I'm standing up - you don't stop
The whole world is sparkling in the colours of rainbow,
The time's stopping, the fears are disappearing
Hey, you and I like Sid and Nancy
The whole world's like Dirty Dancing
The lights of neons are raving to us
Problems mean nothing, take a look
The whole world I'm carrying in my hands
and I'm changing (it) into ashes, I'm falling, I'm dying
I have a feeling that I'm distancing myself from you
I'm fading away and probably I'm in Heaven
Probably nothing special is going on
I just don't know if you really exist
I disappear somewhere, night and day
are fusing in one entirety when you are not here
I'm drowing again, a million of words
Your touch and I am sure about nothing
From the bar, I'm taking another shot of vodka
But I'm already going nuts, and I'm passing her by
Her neck smells with Kenzo, I don't know if it's Kenzo
I don't know if I'm drinking, but I'm passing by her
I don't know if my girlfriend is here
But probably she is, because someone is flirting with her now
I don't know what I have drunk, but I'm feeling it in my veins
Maybe I ate a pill (it's serotonin)
I'm searching for you with my sight and I can't find
Maybe I have already drunk so much that I didn't see you at all
I had a feeling that today, right in the morning
you were looking at me, I was kissing you tenderly
Probably I have smelled Kenzo on your body
Probably I freaked out (if it's a delusion)
I think I'm just bumping into you
And you're speaking something that you felt like on cloud nine
I'm losing my senses, you're holding my hand
I'm dancing with you with Jack Daniels in my hand
I'm looking at you, I have only sinful thoughts
I would like to take you, doing it even in Hell
In the bathroom I'm washing my face with cold water
And I don't know if you even exist, I'm going insane
I disappear somewhere, night and day
Are fusing in one entirety when you are not here
I'm drowing again, a million of words
Your touch and I am sure about nothing
*Bols is a popular type of vodka in Poland