nail me down,
bury my bones
and borrow my stones,
drain my spirits
into infinites
and shut me down.
follow steps,
then step on me.
quench my stupid curiosity
of how would all of this work if
I had a little more belief.
oh, nail me down
and breathe me in.
all I have to give is sin.
Sucită Cosânzeană,
Tu bei la ceas de-amară seară
Doar strugure de zeamă
Și rece de fior.
Ah, oasele mă dor…
Sucită Cosânzeană,
Cu tălpi murdare
De resturi de suflet,
Mai ai loc în tine de resturi de zâmbet?
Sucită Cosânzeană,
Otravă cu zeamă
Mâine ți-oi da.
Mai lasă-mă și du-te-n lumea ta!
Dac-as fi avut eu suflet de poet,
Era mai simplu sa tot beau Moet,
Dar cum in sufletul meu e-un Dorel,
Ma-mbat cu vin si bere, catinel.
Walking through life balancing both of my left feet on a single sharp blade,
I know you’d say that this is hell, but I simply call it home.
I’m used to it – the harsh sound of spilling blood,
The drinks I forgot to have and all of the friends I forgot to call,
All of those times when I said I’d eat healthy,
And that I’d call my mom,
All of those are gone, and I’m just screaming my lungs out,
Drowning in silence,
Drowning in pain.
I know I’m vain,
But I’m not in vain.
Te legi amarnic de batice vechi,
Nu stii ca ai ochi si urechi,
Tii intre degete o arma-albastra
Care miroase-a supararea noastra.
Uitat in palme, micul tau patrat
Sta ca vitelul bland la adapat,
Iti da si stiri, si pisicute,
Si tu il tii cu drag intre labute.
Viata ta toata se-nvarte-n el,
Mailuri, mesaje, fel de fel,
Si daca nu l-ai mai avea, tu ai afla
Cum mai arata lumea ta.
Inspiratie de la poza lui Petreanu. Pic.
The time is blind,
and maybe dead,
but all that counts
is how to hide
inside my head.
Nothing to love,
nothing to cherish,
nothing but stabbed eyes,
wads of cash,
I’ll feed you scars and ashes,
tell me – is it all about the gashes
of truth and dare.
There’s nothing behind me but blank stares.
I’d love to watch you dance,
undress your sins,
unclench your fists,
I’d feed you drugs and fame,
you’d do me on your knees
wouldn’t that be lame?
I’d use you
and abuse me,
I’d feed you nothings
and pieces of everything.
All of the hate,
all of the dirt,
the jizz and the squirt,
the spit and the shit.
And you’ll fall for me,
and I’d fall for you,
wouldn’t that be nice and true?