[Verse 1]
I don't turn around as someone once advised
There was supposed to be a transport to the fuck, you better think about your plans
Suspiciously dressed, whole town to go
Fuck that Lodz also doesn't have a metro
Don't fuck because you know how to get to the Center
Maybe I know, but uncertainty has spawned a crime in my heart
You will recognize my position by this place
It is a pity that I will not oxidize like smoke or genie
It seems to be a stone's throw to the other end of Bałut
More evil than a thief of ideals under the communist regime
You wait for the night to come under the moonlight
Cheat destiny and catch up with happiness
Maybe the day and this crowd are more favorable than the darkroom
But I know this bad luck will not pass us by, believe me
Time goes on and the bastards will finally get on with it
Still, it can wait for dark to begin

[Chorus x2]
Brother, nothing chooses the course of events, yet
There is always a chance not to lose the second time
If you know what to do, how to live and die
Then be aware that this is happening now

[Verse 2]
Who are you going to? You tell me what should I believe?
When I think "the day after tomorrow", it sounds like "sometime"
I just want to survive, get onto the axle
As bad luck does not leave you, this curse knows no claims
A bowl of no kabanos, do you wait for it?
If we don't meet, please forgive me mom
It could already be the next morning
But on the condition that my identity lasts
Even in my worst dreams, I would not expect
That it is the specter of failure so the pressure heats up
Rather, I will not go to heaven, so don't be deceived
I do not want to burn for the unknown at the stake like a druid
There is no pain or fear how you are to live here
Okay, I'm going, I'll try to escape by instinct
Quick to the taxi, somewhere at the top of the building
Will my cleverness win? I don't know, run now!
So go, "stop fucking because I'm shooting!"
[Outro]
-Well, gentlemen, load me a fucking bastard here
-Come on, pack it quickly, what are you looking at?
-What the fuck are you fucking doing?
-Well, I'm fucking packing it, he's struggling all the time, I'm fucking