Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness
I need to calculate
What creates my own madness
And I’m addicted to your punishment
And you’re the master
And I am waiting for disaster

[Chorus]
I feel irrational
So confrontational
To tell the truth I am
Getting away with murder
It isn’t possible
To never tell the truth
But the reality is I’m getting away with murder

I drink my drink and I don’t even want to
I think my thoughts when I don’t even need to
I never look back ’cause I don’t even want to
And I don’t need to
Because I’m getting away with murder

[Chorus]

Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness
I need to calculate
What creates my own madness
And I’m addicted to your punishment
And you’re the master
And I am craving this disaster

[Chorus: x2]

Prevod pesme

Izvršiti ubistvo i proći nekažnjeno

Negde izvan sreće i tuge
Moram da ukapiram
šta je to što me dovodi do ludila
a o tvojoj kazni sam zavisan
i ti si gospodarica
a ja katastrofu čekam

[Refren]
Osećam se iracionalno
tako svadljivo
Da budem iskren, ja
To tell the truth I am
Getting away with murder
Nije moguće
Nikad ne govoriti istinu
Ali činjenica je da mogu izvršiti ubistvo i proći nekažnjeno

Pijuckam svoje piće a ni ne želim to
Mislim svoje misli kad ni ne moram to
Nikad se ne osvrćem jer ni ne želim to
A nije ni potrebno
Zato što ja mogu uraditi bilo šta a da prođem nekažnjeno

[Refren]

Negde izvan sreće i tuge
Moram da ukapiram
šta je to što me dovodi do ludila
i ja sam o tvojoj kazni zavisan
a ti si gospodarica
i ja za ovom katastrofom čeznem

[Refren x2]

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There’s no money. There’s no possessions,
only obsession. I don’t need that shit.
Take my money, take my obsession.

(Verse 1)-I just want to be heard loud and clear are my words.
Coming from within man tell them what you heard.
It’s about a revolution in your heart and in your mind
you can find a conclusion. Lifestyle and obsession.
Diamond rings get you nothing but a life long lesson
And your pocketbooks stressing
You’re a slave to the system working jobs that you hate
For that shit you don’t need
It’s too bad the world is based on greed.
Step back and see.
Stop thinking about yourself start thinking about..

There’s no money there’s no possession only
Obsession I don’t need that shit
Take my money take my possession take my obsession
I don’t need that shit

Because everything is nothing
And emptiness is in everything
This reality is really just a fucked up dream
With the flesh and the blood that you call your soul
Flip it inside out it’s a big black hole.
Take your money burn it up like an asteroid.
Possessions: they are never gonna fill the void.
Take it away and learn the best lesson
The heart, the soul, the life, the passion.

There’s no money there’s no possession
Only obsession I don’t need that shit
Take my money take my possession take my obsession
I don’t need that shit.
Money. possessions. obsession.

Present yourself.press your clothes comb your hair.
Clock in.
You just can’t win just can’t win
And the things you own own you
Now!

Take my money take my possession take my obsession
I don’t need that shit
Fu*k your money fu*k your possession fuck your
Obsession I don’t need that shit.
Money, possession, obsession, I don’t need that shit.

Prevod pesme

Između anđela i insekata

Ne postoji novac, ne postoje stvari,
Postoji samo opsesija, ne treba mi to sranje
Uzmite moj novac, uzmite moju opsesiju

Želim samo da me čuju, moje reči su jasne i glasne
Dolaziš odatle čoveče, reci im šta si čuo
Radi se o revoluciji u tvom srcu i tvom umu možeš naći zaključak
Životni stil i opsesija
Dijamantsko prstenje ti donosi samo doživotnu lekciju
A džepni računar samo stres
Rob si sistema, radiš poslove koje mrziš
Za to sranje koje ti ne treba
Šteta što se svet bazira na pohlepi
Odmakni se i pogledaj
Prestani da misliš o sebi, počni da razmišljaš o tome da

Ne postoji novac, ne postoje stvari
Postoji samo opsesija, ne treba mi to sranje
Uzmite moj novac, uzmite moje stvari
Uzmiite moju opsesiju, ne treba mi to sranje

Jer sve je ništa
A praznoća je u svemu
Ova stvarnost je samo sje*an san
I krv i meso koje zoveš duša
Izvrni je naopačke, to je velika crna rupa
Uzmi svoj novac neka izgori kao asteroid
Stvari nikada neće ispuniti prazninu
Skloni ih i nauči najvažniju lekciju
Srce, dušu, život, strast

Ne postoji novac, ne postoje stvari
Postoji samo opsesija, ne treba mi to sranje
Uzmite moj novac, uzmite moje stvari
Uzmiite moju opsesiju, ne treba mi to sranje

Novac, stvari, opsesija

Predstavi se, ispeglaj odeću,
Očešljaj se i prijavi se da si stigao
Jednostavno ne možeš da pobediš
Jednostavno ne možeš da pobediš
I stvari koje poseduješ poseduju tebe

Uzmite moj novac, uzmite moje stvari
Uzmite moju opsesiju, ne treba mi to sranje
Je*eš tvoj novac, je*eš tvoj stvari
Je*eš tvoju opsesiju, ne treba mi to sranje

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Cut my life into pieces
I’ve reached my last resort, suffocation, no breathing
Don’t give a fu*k if I cut my arms bleeding
Would it be wrong, would it be right
If I took my life tonight, chance are that I might
Mutilation out of sight and I’m contemplating suicide
Cause I’m losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
Nothing’s alright, nothing is fine
I’m running and I’m crying
I never realized I was spread too thin
Till it was too late and I was empty within
Hungry, feeding on chaos and living in sin
Downward spiral, where do I begin
It all started when I lost my mother
No love for myself and no love for another
Searching to find a love upon a higher level
Finding nothing but questions and devils
Cause I’m losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
Nothing’s alright, nothing is fine
I’m running and I’m crying
I can’t go on living this way

Prevod pesme

Poslednje utočište

Svoj sam život razbio u komade
Dosegao sam svoje utočište poslednje, gušim se, nema disanja
Zabole me ako raskrvarim svoje ruke
Bilo to pogrešno, bilo to ispravno
Ako večeras sebi život oduzmem, verovatno hoću
Neverovatno sakaćenje i razmišljam o samoubistvu
Jer gubim vid, gubim razum
Voleo bih da mi neko kaže da sam dobro
Ništo nije dobro, ništa nije u redu
Trčim i plačem
Nisam primetio da sam se previše rasplinuo
Dok nije bilo prekasno i dok nisam postao prazan iznutra
Gladan, hraneći se haosom i živeći od greha
Sve je krenulo nizbrdo, gde da počnem
Sve je počelo kad sam ostao bez majke
Bez ljubavi za sebe i bez ljubavi za druge
U potrazi za nekom višom ljubavlju
Ne nalazeći ništa sem pitanja i vragova
Jer ja gubim vid, gubiim razum
Voleo bih da mi neko kaže da sam dobro
Ništo nije dobro, ništa nije u redu
Trčim i plačem
Ne mogu više da živim ovako

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