POV ostro rucha się z zawiązanymi oczami, związaną, rudą dziwką z zakneblowanym jajkiem

I stand firm for a soil, liquor I come for

I'm not steady, Jesus speaks the G-steam, trust me, just me, stitch me

Hands round the corner where I shelter, is a business schism

But even I discover, if you believe a deceit, common sense says shit, you see

Let me take you down the corridors of my life