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I'm going to my mom's car after Brussels, listen Old Men
The future is uncertain, just in case I do not have any plans
I'm going to my mom's car after Brussels, listen to the Republic
The future is uncertain, I have once again full of terrible foreboding thoughts

Good evening, good evening everyone
I'm driving a car at night, I constantly what you're doing
If this is the last trip I urgently greet
All these what I would like to give mouth Witek Gombrowicz
Meanwhile, I turn on "Geisha night" of Maryla Rodowicz

I myself do not know
Maybe someday someone will hear my confession
I myself do not know
I might need to again push rhymes in circulation
I myself do not know
Again flirt said fluids in the liver
Because I have the impression that the world once again wants me to take off all the dreams of the eyelids

I have dreams
My dreams still like before
The modest lodgings, used car with low mileage
It's my dream
No longer it is true that I would have 6 zeros
I think it was better before they celebrated a quarter-century
such dreams
I would like to have a naive faith, as Wenger
I put their hope in any Danny Welbecku
Sometime after Brussels rode the subway
And what happened?
As many as heard these shots in Maelbeeku
World is changing

I'm going to my mom's car after Brussels, listen Old Men
The future is uncertain, just in case I do not have any plans
I'm going to my mom's car after Brussels, listen to the Republic
The future is uncertain, I have once again full of terrible foreboding thoughts

Good evening, good evening everyone
Changing Lanes, night lights make the head strobe
I think the decisions taken the previous spring
Do you send to the EP Asphalt, alcoholic can to Straight
Today, as Keke think "bad, whore, where it went"
I do not want to be the new Tupac, I want to be a new Nosowska
The future lies in my throat, I give mowohoroskop
I'm going by car rolling foam, longing firmly Polish
I'd had a cold banya, but I have a fever non-stop

It's the dream
My dreams all still the same
I want stability, and come to me and these changes intrusive
Everything changes
Something tells me, "Be testament"
On the other hand, sometimes I think I'm exaggerating passionately
Tragicomedy
Even more is worried about mom
But today, unfortunately, the fears are not shallow as before
Once in Brussels I could fly an airplane
And what happened?
As many as heard these shots in Zaventem
World is changing

I'm driving this car on the streets who do not want to know me
I'm driving the car along with the thoughts that plague my dreams
I'm driving this car, I hear the news, again, is something wrong
I'm driving this car on the streets who do not want to know me

I'm going to my mom's car after Brussels, listen Old Men