Opał x Gibbs - Nocne jazdy

I didn't even take the keys; I'm having night rides again
Centimeters above the sidewalk, drops are frozen in action
As if they weren't susceptible to gravity's pull
I ride for a few days, and I'll stop in this surge of nostalgia
Until there's no more room, and my trunk overflows
And may not the map guide us like stars in a constellation
To a place where you can calmly whisper "Sleep" to me
Before we reach the last instance
You know that failures have taught the most
Let's take from life in handfuls as if there's no limit
You know I love it when you look at me like that
Only then the world doesn’t matter, as if it became lifeless
The last few nights feel like centuries
As if the moon came out just for us and never stopped shining
I've grown fond of a light life and heavy eyelids
Packed everything, just the pen and notebook left

We take to our heels like from a crime scene
Up the stairs to the metropolis' roof
I tossed cash and paints into our bags
We'll write that the world is free on the wall
We take to our heels like from a crime scene
Up the stairs to the metropolis' roof
I tossed cash and paints into our bags
We'll write that the world is free on the wall

She comes to me every day, and we have wild rides
I don't close my eyes until I find some fun
Or I count how many times I’ve been dealt poor cards?
Or I just stay silent to the tune of depressing fame
Don't tell me what everyone craves the same trinkets
Nothing soothes; I'd like to wake up well-rested for once
The M4 is waiting, so I can't refuse her, let's dance
We'll zigzag through the streets from Kato to Wawa
My soul's a bit blue's, you can hear some shanties
At night, she listens not to me, but to my fighting spirit
Sometimes, she despairs and drags all the dirt out from the closet
It's a habit so I don't feel too great by accident
The only thing I have full is pockets
And that's my saddest line of my whole career
I write this at night, so don’t fret; it'll be better in the morning
I don't need to drink anymore; sobriety fades by night
Even with the most beautiful life, I'm constantly analyzing what distorts my perception
Inhaling the filth I breathed before
And turn it into numbers, whether they'll air on ESCE or not
Escape Room, in the mind around 11 PM
I walk many paths in my confessional labyrinth
I'm on the coin's shaded side
Maybe you'll tell me what another night will bring? Hey

We take to our heels like from a crime scene
Up the stairs to the metropolis' roof
I tossed cash and paints into our bags
We'll write that the world is free on the wall
We take to our heels like from a crime scene
Up the stairs to the metropolis' roof
I tossed cash and paints into our bags
We'll write that the world is free on the wall

And all this temporary pain will disappear
Just give yourself time before you get used to it
To knowing it's a game, before you leave
Tell me, what's your real name?