MUSKO BEZ KARAKTERA [English translation]

You went out

refined and polished

you´re younger and more handsome each day

I wonder if it´s a curse

having you by my side

you´re a gift wrapped in cellophane

Instead of screaming you liar

I´m waiting for you with wide arms

I biting myself again, I spit on the edge

I cool compresses because I know it´s waiting for me

One more night without peace

red eyes, fever

I console myself that this is allergy

one more night without a goal

I´ll go crazy

until you get to the door messy and unbuttoned

Here is a man of unbelief

a man without character

such a man I don´t need

to forgive him always

a man without character

• Artist:Magazin