Lyrics of Vicii - Cheloo, Bitza

Vicii (original)

Ca strangi timbre, sau ca tragi pe nas
Ca nu poti fara femei, sau ca pui ierburi in altas
Poti sa-i spui oricum eu le numesc vicii
Atata timp cat cantitatea iti provoaca delicii
E vorba de dependenta nu conteaza drogul
Cand te-ngropi in ceva si-ai uitat scopul
Tremuri si lipseste acel ceva fie ca e mouse-ul, fie ca e undita
Iti gasesti, mereu alte ocupatii majoritatea luate de la altii
Uiti de prietenii si in general de toate
Si influentezi la randul tau mai departe
E o scuza, sau pretext cand n-ai scuza
E consolarea ta cand altii de acuza
Te amuza, cand din vorba-n vorba
Gasesti obsesia ta la altu-n alta forma
Schimb de vicii, nimic anormal
Caut incontinuu o iesire din banal
Nu posed, la imaginatie porti
Fara vicii am fi doar doar niste roboti
Schimb de vicii, nimic anormal
Caut incontinuu o iesire din banal
Nu posed, la imaginatie porti
Fara vicii am fi doar doar niste roboti
Sa ai un sef fara chef si-o munca stabila
Sa stai in garsoniera, nu in vila
Sa ai o atitudine umila
Sa astepti o mostenire de la o baba senila
Sa traiesti mult de dragul de-a trai
Sa ai familie, sa torni n jeguri de copii
Sa nu fumezi, sa nu bei, droguri, sa nu iei
Sa n-ai pareri sau idei, sa nu-ti doresti, sa nu vrei
Sa fii bun.
Sa ai o conduita inalta
Asteptand vacanta de pe lumea aialalta
O arzi in halul asta?!
Esti o victima indoctrinata
Schimb de vicii, nimic anormal
Caut incontinuu o iesire din banal
Nu posed, la imaginatie porti
Fara vicii am fi doar doar niste roboti
Schimb de vicii, nimic anormal
Caut incontinuu o iesire din banal
Nu posed, la imaginatie porti
Fara vicii am fi doar doar niste roboti
Daca e vorba de vicii, omu cat traieste-nvata
Uneori ma fac atat de praf vezi, cazul de fata
N-am obsesii, am doar perversiuni
Fug de realitate zile intregi plictisit de minciuni!
Date-n cacat, hai date-n fapt!
Care-i viciul tau, deliciul tau social acceptat?
Pozati in crestini mai buni decat Sfantu Petru
Sunteti ipocriti mancami-ati pula pana ramane de un metru!
Multi ar vrea sa-ncerce, dar mor de frica
Nu-mi refuz nimic.
(Hai sa rasucim una mica!)
Senzatia e unica, doza de risc e mica
Viciul meu implica doar placere si dependeta psihica
Prietenii sunt construiti genetic
Sa te rupa, sa te corupa, dar tot ei te si educa
Credema cand spun in viata tre' sa fii corect
Comparandu-te cu mine chiar te crezi perfect
Trag in piept aeru' jegos de Bucuresti
Finalizez, rulez un cui, si te las sa te gandesti
Schimb de vicii, nimic anormal
Caut incontinuu o iesire din banal
Nu posed, la imaginatie porti
Fara vicii am fi doar doar niste roboti
Schimb de vicii, nimic anormal
Caut incontinuu o iesire din banal
Nu posed, la imaginatie porti
Fara vicii am fi doar doar niste roboti

(translation)

Like stamping, or sniffing
That you can't do without women, or that you put herbs in something else
You can tell them anyway I call them vices
As long as the quantity delights you
It's about addiction, no matter the drug
When you bury yourself in something, you forget your purpose
That thing is trembling and missing, whether it's the mouse or the fishing rod
You find yourself, always other occupations, mostly taken from others
Forget about friends and everything in general
And you in turn continue to influence
It's an excuse, or an excuse when you have no excuse
It's your consolation when others accuse you
It amuses you, word for word
You find your obsession in another form
Exchange of vices, nothing abnormal
I'm constantly looking for a way out of the ordinary
I don't own, you wear your imagination
Without vices we would be just robots
Exchange of vices, nothing abnormal
I'm constantly looking for a way out of the ordinary
I don't own, you wear your imagination
Without vices we would be just robots
Have a reluctant boss and a stable job
Stay in the studio, not the villa
Have a humble attitude
Expect an inheritance from a senile grandmother
To live long for the sake of living
To have a family, to pour into children's shit
Don't smoke, don't drink, don't take drugs
Don't have opinions or ideas, don't want, don't want
Be good.
Have a high demeanor
Waiting for the holiday from the other world
Are you burning her like this ?!
You are an indoctrinated victim
Exchange of vices, nothing abnormal
I'm constantly looking for a way out of the ordinary
I don't own, you wear your imagination
Without vices we would be just robots
Exchange of vices, nothing abnormal
I'm constantly looking for a way out of the ordinary
I don't own, you wear your imagination
Without vices we would be just robots
When it comes to addictions, how long does a man live?
Sometimes I get so dusty, you see, in this case
I have no obsessions, I only have perversions
I run away from reality for days bored with lies!
Shit, let's face it!
What is your vice, your accepted social delight?
Pose in Christians better than St. Peter
You hypocrites, eat your dick until it's one meter long!
Many would like to try, but I'm dying for fear
I don't refuse anything.
(Let's twist a little!)
The sensation is unique, dose of risk and mica
My addiction involves only pleasure and mental addiction
Friends are genetically engineered
To break you, to corrupt you, but they also educate you
Believe me when I say in life you have to be right
Comparing yourself to me, you really think you're perfect
I pull the dirty air of Bucharest in my chest
I finish, roll a nail, and let you think
Exchange of vices, nothing abnormal
I'm constantly looking for a way out of the ordinary
I don't own, you wear your imagination
Without vices we would be just robots
Exchange of vices, nothing abnormal
I'm constantly looking for a way out of the ordinary
I don't own, you wear your imagination
Without vices we would be just robots