Almost 2007...
If you're working dailly , ya won't have time not even for your kids
Say if than you'll know, how you're gonna educate them,
how you'regonna be
Next to them when in hard times they will be , when you always miss
And you're gonna cry, 'cause your son becomes a tough ...
He's serving alcohol around the block and inhales after lights it up
Still you don't know it all, when they all knows him as a vagabond
And you don't know in which class it is, at B, at C or At D
You gonna admit honestly that you still don't know his problems ..
You come tired at home, take a shower, wife's watching worried,
At the water meters, to see how much it'll cost the hot watter
It means that you're living in Romania, it's a strange feel
And no one won't be able ever to understand it to well ...
We're here, we're living poorly, and YOU're staring at your path"
And you realise that you've turned on a wrong path, so it sucks..really
You have some years behind your back", you gone through all things,
unfortunately you have few satisfactions, you're letting things unfinished
And it pushes you,
When you look to see what you've put in your bag
Or count how many rates you give for what you've taken in your house
You're putting them botles on the table, but you won't ever escape
of the thought that you've left a whole list for another time ...
To, live at block, you're not confortable, ...feel that you don't have room
Like a claustrophobic, ya stressed cause you didn't
advanced further at all...
It comes in your mind all to "burn it" , and to leave ...
But no path can't take (you) back in the past
Chorus X2 Nimeni altu'
What you do when your life isn't really the way you've thought and
You're realising that ya have way too little from what you've wished
You're remembering your dreams, through what you've
been, all that it was...
Ombladon
Do what you must do, now as long as it'll still matter !!!
The poverty gets in your house more and more often
And it findds you, dreaming at two ho* in latex
"Go on and start working, say the ones looking at ya "!
You hate them for this, that's why you don't have any complex
With an sexy" refrigerator , you're nurturing yourself with dreams
They create addiction, yet they're not prohibited
Friends" wants ya dead, dead wants ya your enemies, the parents
whant you gone, woman's want your money ...
Rejected by society, in the night with them boys
A beer and a spliff, you're strolling without any worries"
With a car broken in half", in which when it rains, it rains in it
Ya don't give a fuc*, of course ...It's not a new one
You don't put much price on clothes, you just sit ...
And don't give "2 pennies", about nothing, ...cause you don't
have them....
It's common what i've said, "forget it all"....
But keep ya head up, you're only a common Romanian !!!
Chorus x2
Ombladon:
Yo..
The way the dealer gives in left and right them grams"...
The same way life gives in left and right "slaps"
Watch out, life heaten you up, broken you, beats ya and still
At the end of the days at your head "the cross puts it and"
takes from ya...the hope of being happy
That's why i'm feeling trapped in a "war like a soldier from Kuweit"
I lift up my enraged look, i see the light , it fades magically""
I'm like a boomerang that returns into the dark...everlasting...
Surrounded of fake friends, of scalawags..
Of ho* of oposent sex...with "angelic face" and i say...
I'd do to y'all so much hurt, i'd fuc* y'all in the mou**
I'd dump y'all in the forest , dressed in camouflage
Courage i have, don't have a job, i have a chainsaw, y'all run yo!!
My soulmate" is a byat** so i'm gonna put her to "breath"
with his head in a bag...
Hhhaaa!
I don't need y'all , nor' y'all don't need me and maybe ....
I'm gonna fuc** y'all, y'all, y'all!! I will still winn over all !!!