[Bridge]
I've sat for two hours in Plan B alone
You were supposed to be my wife, but nothing's changed
Three hours in Plan B alone
You were supposed to be my wife, but nothing's changed

[Verse 1]
Life is a a load of codswallop, except I'd like a bloody one
You don't answer the phone, so I send you letters
It's already stopped raining and worms are crawling over the city
Probably all on a date with you too, damn cunts
My once healthy lungs make whistles
Clattering, noises, wheezing, I was drinking gin before my internist visit
I keep telling him about lungs, but he won't listen to me
Says "son of a bitch, go with it"
A healthy brain constantly produces bad dreams
And memories are chasing me like this line from "Beksa"
I gave you unique things like these Peweksy
But you call me ex-dude now
I don't have you, I have nothing but texts
Which still bite like rabid dogs in my notebook
A bit-a-bit of madness, cold and dirt in the brain
And the heart shakes like an epileptic

[Bridge]
So many hours in Plan B alone
You were supposed to be my wife, but nothing's changed
[Chorus]
Life is:
Running through space. Some tears, sometimes a delight
Then: a sticky cobweb in an empty wallet
Life is:
Run with flags between the barricades
While death chases and screams, "Stop, citizen!"
Please open the briefcase (okay)
Please give us your PESEL number (hmm, okay)
Please do not worry about the world and your own being
Please remember, there is no soul, you are just meat
Please give us with your PESEL number

[Verse 2]
All happy people: please stop pissing me off
Because all happy people are planning to break something today
And all these beautiful teeth on the sidewalk will roll
How will you shine them all the time for me, damn it!
This is not a comedy, Antigone has a model to give you
There is to be a tragedy here, next to the ancient choir
Please go kill yourselves, seriously, I can give you a rope myself
Or some rifle, but all of you go to sleep in coffins
I don't sleep, I drink energy drinks
You see, how am I supposed to sleep when damn screams are everywhere?
I hear partygoers talking and sticky vomit
And the violinist is also playing something under the window, although he creaks quite well ...
Besides, I'm waiting, waiting for her call
Tobacco is spinning in the lungs and reinforced concrete is floating in the veins
And my life is running out again, I am chasing the peloton again
But life is getting faster and is running away with my woman
Oil to sleep, leave sleep to the skeletons
I am waiting for you in Plan B, I will be waiting here forever
I am writing, and you will not, understand, you hurt and dishonor me
I just saw, are you having fun in the city? Kill yourself
Still waiting, Plac Zbwaiciela, come save me
I won't bite or shoot, come have a drink with me
After all, I can see that you can see what I am writing to you here
So tomorrow I will write it down and make it all public
[Bridge]
So many hours in Plan B alone
You were supposed to be my wife, but nothing's changed

[Chorus]
Life is:
Running through space. Some tears, sometimes a delight
Then: a sticky cobweb in an empty wallet
Life is:
Run with flags between the barricades
While death chases and screams, "Stop, citizen!"
Please open the briefcase (okay)
Please give us your PESEL number (hmm, okay)
Please do not worry about the world and your own being
Please remember, there is no soul, you are just meat
Please give us with your PESEL number