Lyrics of Pomýlení - Separ

Pomýlení (original)

Dvadsaťšesť rokov je to stále o tom istom
Nedokážem byť ja vy, mám svoju loď jak Jameson
Nebudem robiť to čo všetci, keď taký nie som
Celý život za seba proti prúdu s jedným veslom
Asi preto som sa nikdy nezúčastnil ničoho
Čo bolo proti mojej hlave, nečakám na nikoho
Jak tupé piče na terasách nahodené pri stoloch
Čakajú pána čo ich zahojí kým neni neskoro
Urobí preňho hocičo jak ideálna žena
Za trochu luxusu, fena schopná chodiť po kolenách
Držať piču jak pena, tak ťa vychovala mater
Mala dojebaný život, ktorý dojebal tvoj foter
Chce, aby si sa raz mala dobre, tak oceň
Jej výchovu, dnes už neni hanba byť biela pečeň, poď sem
Zobuď sa do života, urob niečo sama
Čávo čo má love ti ich nedá, nebuď prijbaná
Na čo si nasilu popiči, z očí ti leze strach
Skrat, dilino to si ty, pocity skrotili fakt
Že taký dobitý ako si ty, to nemôžeš dať
Skončili, zlomili sny, topili, opustili trať
Stratili reč, mlčali, iba tak ostali stáť
Sami, a majú to, čo nikdy nechceli mať
Tak majú tlak na gebulu, keď im uteká čas
Radšej budem sám sebou, jak sa na niečo hrať
Chlapci chcú mať meno, majú bojové plemeno — psa
Zo dňa na deň chcú byť vagabundi už nesmejú sa
Prosím ťa, choď sa obliecť do pyžama
Predstavuj si ďalej pičoviny smiešne ako Futurama
Nechápem načo chceš byť nasilu prísny
Sedíš vo vlaku a zistíš, že ten vlak je príliš rýchly
To bremeno je veľké, už to nevykrývaš, zmizli
Predstavy čo boli príliš kreslené jak Disney
Robiť na ulici biznis sa nedá, keď si na udici
Na palici krv, kto si mu visí na hadici
Načo sa motáš tam, kde ťa netreba
Nejeb nos kam nemáš, pôjde to aj bez teba
Si jak zaostalý bez názoru, nedokážeš inak
Iba pomýlený človek, čo sa topí v pičovinách
Si mimo, nehrá rolu, že si chýbal na hodinách
Je smutné, že ťa v tvojom veku treba napomínať
Na čo si nasilu popiči, z očí ti leze strach
Skrat, dilino to si ty, pocity skrotili fakt
Že taký dobitý ako si ty, to nemôžeš dať
Skončili, zlomili sny, topili, opustili trať
Stratili reč, mlčali, iba tak ostali stáť
Sami, a majú to, čo nikdy nechceli mať
Tak majú tlak na gebulu, keď im uteká čas
Radšej budem sám sebou, jak sa na niečo hrať
Vidím na ľuďoch zmeny povahových črtov
Byť umelý medzi umelými je životný vrchol
Vidím jak sú zbytoční bez toho aby som sa kukol
Falošné úsmevy sa vítajú osranou rukou
Kokot spuchol, zdvihol tlak tam dole
Kurvy sa tlačia samy na byť, keď je karol na stole
Rozmaznaný syn, nikdy nespozná mozole
Vyšlapaná cesta nemá jamy ani hrbole
No bez rodičov zbytočný jak ateista v kostole
Nemáš nič svoje, hráš formu, striedaš postoje
Oceňuj ľudí, lebo nikdy nevieš kto to je
Možno má skúsenosti, rozhľad jak staré sekvoje
Na čo si nasilu popiči, z očí ti leze strach
Skrat, dilino to si ty, pocity skrotili fakt
Že taký dobitý ako si ty, to nemôžeš dať
Skončili, zlomili sny, topili, opustili trať
Stratili reč, mlčali, iba tak ostali stáť
Sami, a majú to, čo nikdy nechceli mať
Tak majú tlak na gebulu, keď im uteká čas
Radšej budem sám sebou, jak sa na niečo hrať

(translation)

Twenty-six years, it's still about the same thing
I can't be you, I have my ship like Jameson
I won't do what everyone does when I'm not
All my life against the current with one oar
That's probably why I never attended anything
What was against my head, I'm not waiting for anyone
How dull pussy on terraces thrown at tables
They are waiting for the master to heal them until it is too late
She will do anything for him like an ideal woman
For a little luxury, a bitch able to walk on her knees
Holding pussy both foam and raised you mater
She had a fucking life that fucked up your photo
He wants you to be fine once, so appreciate it
Her upbringing, today it is no longer a shame to be a white liver, come here
Wake up to life, do something yourself
Whatever love has to give you, don't be accepted
What you force the pussy on is scary
In short, it is you, the feelings, that have tamed the feelings
That you can't give it as charged as you are
They finished, broke dreams, drowned, left the track
They lost their speech, they were silent, they just stood there
Alone, and they have what they never wanted to have
So they have pressure on the bulb when they run out of time
I'd rather be myself playing with something
The boys want a name, they have a fighting breed - a dog
They want to be vagabonds day by day
Please go wear your pajamas
Imagine pissing ridiculously like Futurama
I don't understand why you want to be strictly strict
You sit on the train and find that the train is too fast
The burden is great, you no longer cover it, they are gone
Ideas that were too drawn like Disney
You can't do business on the street when you're on the hook
Blood on the stick, who hangs it on his hose
Why are you hanging around where you don't need to
Don't fuck your nose where you don't have it, it will work without you
You're so backward without opinion, you can't do otherwise
Just a misguided man drowning in shit
You're out, it doesn't matter that you missed your class
It's sad that you need to be admonished at your age
What you force the pussy on is scary
In short, it is you, the feelings, that have tamed the feelings
That you can't give it as charged as you are
They finished, broke dreams, drowned, left the track
They lost their speech, they were silent, they just stood there
Alone, and they have what they never wanted to have
So they have pressure on the bulb when they run out of time
I'd rather be myself playing with something
I see changes in personality traits in people
Being artificial among the artificial is the pinnacle of life
I see how useless they are without me
False smiles are greeted with a fucking hand
The dick burst, lifting the pressure down
The whores are pushing themselves to be when Charles is on the table
A spoiled son, he will never recognize a callus
The paved road has no pits or bumps
Well, without parents, useless as an atheist in a church
You have nothing of your own, you play form, you change your attitudes
Appreciate people because you never know who they are
Maybe he has the experience of looking like an old redwood
What you force the pussy on is scary
In short, it is you, the feelings, that have tamed the feelings
That you can't give it as charged as you are
They finished, broke dreams, drowned, left the track
They lost their speech, they were silent, they just stood there
Alone, and they have what they never wanted to have
So they have pressure on the bulb when they run out of time
I'd rather be myself playing with something