Genius English Translations
27.FUCKDEMONS - Zespół Cotarda ft Szpaku [English Translation]
[Verse 1: 27.fuckdemons]
I would like to forget about the things that are still inside of me
For me, these bad habits are fucking too overgrown
I disappointed myself because I trusted bad people
That's why I don't believe in love now, and this probably sounds silly
I don't give a fuck what they think, smiles on insults
Do you know what it feels like to be squeezed by stress?
Without any movement in my bed, I slowly reach Hell
Ah, I won't feel happiness again
Have to take the pill at 10, while I'm waging a war in my head
Wounds to the subconscious, wounds on my puss
Phone in offlinе mode, I don't care about fashion
Becausе I've always been the guy that preferred to sit in the corners
Hood on my head, uneaten breakfast
Can't eat anymore, I'm full of dirt & darkness
Guardian Angel, watch over me because I don't know what I'm going to do next
I used to have loved ones with me, and today everyone is in heaven
My whole body freezes, not because of winter
It's cuz no one gave me the fire, that'd give me a second life
I know that counting on someone will not fix anything
'Cause there's no one like me, I'm a fucking freak
I pour out wounds on sorrows and the time of life is too short
To not look out the window, the world is full of emptiness
You're calling me, not saying a word and exploding with cries out of nowhere
Everything was supposed to be different, and it is only your will
[Bridge: 27.fuckdemons]
Everything takes time (everything takes time)
Skulls after dead people (skulls after dead people)
I will never sign a pact (never sign a pact)
I could have not seen the tomorrow
Because I had no plans to go out into the daylight
Tell me what is screaming inside of me, in my mirror, in my bathroom?
And tell me who do you see when you meet me?
Are you taking me seriously, are you taking me for real?

[Verse 2: Szpaku]
In here, amor sits in a tank, has a rocket launcher, and a grenade
There's no love here, if you want, you'll get exploded
From dealing stuff in a silver foil to having my own label
With a 15-year-old, who chews the rap mainstream like a gum
Playing, Polo G, GBD & Rihanna
I'm drunk, listening to Chief, making an airgun from my hand (pow, pow)
Screaming on tracks that you should fight for your dreams
Meanwhile, I'm giving up, I don't have a single day without degradation
Money doesn't pressure me, Fame doesn't pressure me
I get shattered by a wraith that doesn't let me get up from my bed
I get an attack, call for a cab to the Intensive Care Unit
Third time this week, they tell me that they can't help me
You've never caught a case
But you're talking shit about street rules that don't function here
I was constantly drinking like The North Face
I'm a demon since you're not next to me anymore
Welcome to a world, where rappers are machines for melodies
And I prefer that than to listen to bullshit about what's real or not
[Outro: 27.fuckdemons]
Listen, a girl was dying in my school, on my hands
Cuz she overdosed on medicals, that's why I always break now
I fucking hate people who harm fucking everyone
This rap is for the unfortunate & broken ones, cuz I don't give a fuck about money