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Poem #26

Choć żyć już nie chcę tu To chcę wciąż trwać Chcę żeby został duch Niech trochę czasu ma

Lecz na to nie ma szans Ja w to nie wierzę sam Nigdy nie wyjdę z tych ścian Bo ja nie lubię zmian

Już taki ze mnie tchórz Ułożę to życie z kartonów W tekturę wbijam nóż Gardło podcinam komuś

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Beer can

When You left I left Right after you I knew You would never Come back again I knew You went To someone else I spent Everything I had To buy A beer And I closed you I a beer can And I shook it Hard To make it Explode

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Three tons of inertia

Listen to me my friends You said that you were safe I was at the world’s end Counting my days again And waiting for my heart To fall asleep at night And think we’re not apart Loyal as old knights Standing side by side

In the landscape of our souls Where the raging river flows We hold on to safety ropes On the inflatable boat

In the landscape of our souls In the landscape of our souls

I wait for freezing wind To bring us back together With peace in our minds And like small, fluffy feathers Move us through our town Where we will share our thoughts About girls we like the most And before the bars are closed We will have one last toast 

To the landscape of our souls Where the raging river flows We hold on to safety ropes On the inflatable boat

To the landscape of our souls To the landscape of our souls

But it’s only a big dream I am good, as it may seem Well, inside, I want to scream I’m in the place I call my own But in this place all the walls For me, are still unknown In this place I feel alone But I am still full of hope The hope I won’t let go

In the landscape of our souls In the landscape of our souls 

I’ll open wide my doors Open yours, I’m coming home 

To the landscape of our souls To the landscape of our souls

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That hippie girl

A fragile flake In the steel forest Never lost Always in the right place Spreading colours Wherever she stands Wherever the wind Takes her The ghost Of hope The flower Of the city

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Starter pack

cold hands and numb arms the stress rustles under the skin bony legs and dirty bodies war under skulls and a whip guiding feet smoke in mouths and dead eyes

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Feelings

The feelings grow And they learn They get bored And move out They sometimes forget And never come back But some of them Are always with you

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Dragon

Soft dragon Among raging fire Flying over her kingdom Over her invisible knight

The silk wings Hurricane of the sea breeze Rose flakes Falling On the ground Meet my forehead

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Poem #25

A pale girl On a pale day And a churl Begging her to stay

The road is red And red is the sun And red is her forearm

She walks away And he screams at the door Their tears fell on the floor

They became friends Their bodies without hearts The real love starts When it ends

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Poem #24

My heart failed me again Young hearts fail all the time I’m after two bottles of wine And I don’t feel any stronger I go outside and the world is drunk I fall asleep What a relief To be dead For a minute

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Poem #23

How do I create art? I spend whole life in the workshop When do I know it’s finished? At one point I stop

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Poem #22

Your clothes on the couch The bed is already warm The fumes try to escape My heart slows down

Our maturity is made In that glowing forge Merging with each other We melt into new shapes

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Lyrics #2

Spałem w ubraniach Mózg jak pistolet Przed wstaniem się wzbraniam Lecz dłużej nie mogę

Przed lustrem się kłaniam Pistolet strzela Kula jest jedna Nie będzie wesela

Nos złamany Krew na umywalce Uśmiech na twarzy Połamane palce

Nie mam pieniędzy W kieszeniach pustka Olej na włosach Uciekam sprzed lustra

Znowu się biłem Nie byłem sobą Dzisiaj trzeźwieję I zacznę na nowo

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Kill me

Kill me Kill me It’s not the first time 

Kill me Kill me It’s not the last time

You stab me with a shiny knife Will you be my wife? You stroke my back with a whip Will you let me kiss your lips?

Hate me Hate me It’s not the first time

Hate me Hate me It’s not the last time

You choke me with your soft hands Will we live in the woodlands? You poison my tea with your words Will we be like two little birs?

Kill me Kill me Do it again

Kill me Kill me Kill me Kill me

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Conservation park

My room’s like conservation park, for you and me It was made only for us so we could be free There is a forest, there are mountains and a sea I sit under a tree and think what it used to be There was thriving life, peace and tons of gold I look around and think that everything was sold

My room is like ancient ruins, it’s a bit old There are tourists, but you feel that someone’s missing There’s still photo of us on my wall, we’re kissing We look like old couple, though we met a few years ago We’re like poor melodrama, I’m hell, you’re heaven But I feel like we’ve been together since 1997

I’m going outside and trying to disappear The town is crying becouse you’re no longer here I remember the pubs and bars that we called ours I remember us on a lawn counting the stars Now, I’m there alone, I’m taking out my phone Because the heaviness of being is unbearable

‘The person you’re calling is not available.’

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Orange juice

Fresh start in life but the old headache Did she like me or was that all fake? Just to make me believe and then break My heart again, what’ve I become to think that Whatever it is, I should leave it in the past The ache passed, that was because you stayed You came to me when I called for aid I was in the shadows, but I was saved

I was in a cave You were like a light That grey moths like me, fly to at night ‘I’ll cut myself’ I promised and swore But I just made a salad, put the knife back in the drawer

Next years were a bliss and I mean that Doesn’t matter they’re in the bin now What I miss is what might have been Mulan, Ice Age on the TV screen Always naked, living in our cage In the corner our minimal wage We were actors, dying on the stage It’s nice story, but we’re on the last page

I was in a cave You were like a light That grey moths like me, fly to at night ‘I’ll take the pills’ I threatened myself But I just swallowed one and put the rest back on the shelf

The pain is over, now is the true love And I know you didn’t expect this of Me, but you are still my drug, I mean that I’m happy, but I don’t know where I’m at I’d still like to see you and touch your thigh Or sometimes get high and watch films ‘till we die So, I hope you don’t see me as bad guy Never mind, you’re happy so, so am I

I was in a cave You were like a light That grey moths like me, fly to at night ‘I’ll hung myself’ I already did the noose But I just put in the needle, stitched my heart drinking orange juice

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Poem #21

You called me And I thought I’d rip her clothes off You asked me If I wanted to go to the movies And I thought Yeah, sure Just to grope your thigh 

But wouldn’t it be rude Not to have Any dirty thoughts About you?

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Poem #20

I’m drinking my third coffee Thinking about the first one

I smoke my third cigarette Thinking about the first one

I move on Thinking about My last step