Bolesno Grinje
(2016) GRD
01. Rstrgn
02. Ne vjerujem nikome
03. Autobiografija propasti
04. Genijalci
05. Asimilacija
06. Abortus ss
07. Reakcija
08. Vratite mi mozak
09. Kurve establišmenta
10. Pseudo-grobar
11. Umjetnost je goli kurac
12. Dodimi mi ruku
01. Rstrgn
Zvijer je pozvana
Prkos nema snage
Nemoć na mukama
Krik izumire
Pijesak u ustima
Rastapa se bol
Vučja koža
Bez osjećaja kajanja
Slomljena lubanja
naopako izvrnuta
Ne!
U glavi vizije
Apokalipsa
Rastrgan, rastrgan
Riječi i dalje bole
Mrtav i pokopan
Ne prepoznajem bol
Tko se boji mraka?
Dali je to kraj?
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Torn Apart
The Beast has been summoned
Defiance has no strength
Weakness on hard times
The scream is dying
Sand in my mouth
Dissolving pain
Wolf's skin
with no remorse
Broken skull
turned upside down
No!
Visions of apocalypse
in my head
Torn apart, torn apart
Words still hurt
Dead and buried
I don't recognize pain
Who's afraid of the dark?
Is this the end?
02. Ne vjerujem nikome
Sve što mi se govori sumnjičavo slušam
Glumim da sve vjerujem a ono kurac!
Ne vjerujem ništa, život je kompliciran
I bez loših definicija
Ne vjerujem nikome, ne vjerujem ništa!
Svako fura svoju spiku, svi veličaju sebe
Hvala na cugi, hvala na spici, ko vas jebe
Morat' ću na netu odgovore naći
pobit' ću teoriju
Ne vjerujem nikome, ne vjerujem ništa!
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Don't Trust No One
Everything I'm told, I listen to suspiciously
I pretend to believe everything but fuck no!
I don't trust anything, life is complicated
even without poor definitions
I don't trust no one,
I don't believe anything!
Everyone is ingrained in their own way,
everyone is the best in their own eyes
Thanks for the booze, thanks for the talk, fuck you
I'll have to find the answers on the internet
I'll deny the theory
I don't trust no one,
I don't believe anything!
03. Autobiografija propasti
Napokon možeš da odmoriš
ostao si bez centa u ludilu
koje je trajalo godinama
Razne cure si dovodio, ova zadnja je malo previše
Mislim da je vrijeme za rehabilitaciju
Zadnju drolju iz kanala
doveo si staroj doma
nije mogla vjerovati
Danas u riflama iz 60-tih, kuhaš u loncu dijelove svinje
Papci iz lonca mašu ti, kao da ti nešto govore
Ja sam živo biće kao i ti, ja sam nekad bila sretna kao ti
A sada ti češ me pojest, nema budučnosti za nas dvoje
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Autobiography of Failure
You can finally rest
You're left without a cent in a madness
That lasted for years
You brought home all kinds of girls,
but the last one is a bit too much
I think it's time for rehab
A slut from the gutter
you brought home to mother
She could not believe it
Today in jeans from the 60s,
boiling parts of a pig in a pot
The pig's feet are waving at you from the pot,
like they're trying to tell you something
I am alive like you, I once was happy as you
And now you're gonna eat me,
There's no future for the two of us
04. Genijalci
Ceste su pune ljudi, pričaju sami sa sobom
Ponekad se nasmiju ali ne čuje se glas
Njihov pogled prolazi kroz mene
Ne vide me, ne vide nikoga
Stomak od Čobankovića, broš od Jadranke?
Namještena radne mjesta, potplačeni suci?
Kurve, droga, alkohol, šta?
Šta je sjebalo sve te ljude???
Samo osmijeh i cigara u ustima
Genijalci su prolupali
Šta ih je to uništilo?
Hrana koju jedemo?
Svijet u kojem živimo?
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Geniuses
The streets are crowded with people, talking to themselves
They sometimes smile but you can't hear a sound
Their gaze is passing through me
They don't see me, they don't see anyone
The belly of Čobanković, the brooch of Jadranka?
Set up working places, bribed judges?
Whores, drugs, alcohol, what?
What fucked up all this people?
Just a smile and a cigar in the mouth
The geniuses have gone insane
What destroyed them?
The food we eat?
The world we live in?
05. Asimilacija
Na granici sam depresije i ludila
Dali si ti koji me ubijaš?
To nisi ti, to nisi ti
Mene život ubija
Poslije sloma ničega nema
Na rubu ponora vrištiš sam
Krv šprica iz očiju
Guliš si kožu, lomiš si kosti
Asimilacija civilizaciji je nemoguća
Moram početi skupljati lovu
Lagano mi otkazuje mozak
Ne želim opteretiti obitelj
Taj pogreb je jebeni trošak
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Assimilation
I'm on the verge of depression and madness
Are you that's killing me?
It's not you, it's not you
Life is killing me
After the breakdown there's nothing
On the edge of the abyss you're screaming alone
Blood's gushing from your eyes
You're skinning yourself, you're breaking your bones
The assimilation with civilization is impossible
I must start saving money
my brain is quitting on me
I don't wanna burden the family
The funeral is a fucking expense
06. Abortus ss
Cugeri su nas napravili, to je naša stvarnost
Bili su pijani kad su nas začeli
Neki tvrde da smo rođeni iz ljubavi
Ja mislim da su se starci jebali
Abortus SS
Sakrimo sramotu
Čovjek je glup ali moramo mu oprostiti
Nema mu pomoći, uzalud vam trud
Izvadi mu rakije, natoči mu vina
Gledaj kako se pretvara u životinju
Nitko nije savjestan kada jebe pijan
Rezultat je brdo debila
Nitko djevojci ne nosi cvijeće
Dok mu krvlju sperma ne poteće
Abortus SS
Sakrimo sramotu
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Abortion SS
Alcoholics made us, that's our reality
They were drunk when they bred
Some say we were born from love
I think our parents just fucked
Abortion SS
Hide the shame
Man is stupid but we must forgive him
There's no help, pity the effort
Get him some schnapps, pour him some wine
Watch him turn into an animal
No one is diligent while fucking drunk
The result is a bunch of idiots
Nobody gets flowers for his girlfriend
Until blood runs through his sperm
Abortion SS
Hide the shame
07. Reakcija
Sjebo me život, jebo sam mater svima
Murija me polomila sa palicama
Ležim na krevetu, vezan lancima, izdrogiran
doktori me sjebali sa lijekovima
Oslobodite me kretenčine
Nisam pijan, nisam drogiran
Oslobodite me kretenčine
Ja sam reakcija na vaša sranja
Ja sam reakcija na vaša sranja
Ja sam projekcija ovog smrdljivog grada
Uhvatili me golog kako vrištim na cesti
Okružen sa pijancima i luđacima
Krvave glave, jebem svima mater
Vičem da dolazi revolucija
Ja sam reakcija na vaša sranja
Ja sam projekcija ovog smrdljivog grada
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Reaction
Life fucked me, fuck everyone
The pigs broke me with their clubs
I'm laying on the bed, chained, drugged up
the doctors fucked me with the medicine
Free me, you assholes
I'm not drunk, I'm not on drugs
Free me, you assholes
I am the reaction to your bullshit
I am the reaction to your bullshit
I am a projection of this stinking town
They caught me naked, screaming on the street
Surrounded by drunks and madmen
With a bloody head, fuck everyone
I scream for revolution
I am the reaction to your bullshit
I am a projection of this stinking town
08. Vratite mi mozak
Imam nešto hitno za obavit'
Moram si sredit' stvari u glavi
Ranjavan sam previše puta
Moram si sredit' rupe u glavi
Mozak će mi iscurit' na cestu
Ostat' će tijelo koje samo luta
U đepu žice od gitare
Tijelo leži nasred puta
Vratite mi mozak
Još nije kraj
Mama vidi robot, uzmimo ga doma
Ja silno želim da se igram sa njime
Pomalo mali prvo pitaj mamu
Dali joj se sviđa ovaj čovjek bez mozga
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Give Me Back My Brain
I've got something urgent to do
I've got things to sort out in my head
I've been wounded too many times
I've got to fix the holes in my head
My brain will drain on the street
Only a wandering body will remain
Guitar strings in my pocket
My body lies in the middle of the road
Give me back my brain
It's not the end yet
Mom, look at the robot, let's take it home
I wanna play with it so bad
Slow down kid, first ask your mom
if she likes this man without brain
09. Kurve establišmenta
Nikad nam neće biti dobro
zato nađi, uništi, istrijebi
Mrak
Nam sklapa oči
I prekriva nas jebena tama
Nemamo
izgleda protiv
ljudi bez ikakvog srama
Ljudi bez duše i srca
Samo novac otkucaje kuca
Na ekranu piše veliko "još"
Daj
Nikad nam neće biti dobro
Nikad,
Nikad neće
Na ovom svijetu biti sreće
Dok
Ne izbrišemo sa zemlje
Ljude koji su obično smeće
Govore o poštenju i bogu
Onda uzmu sve šta mogu
Na ekranu piše veliko "još"
Daj
Nikad nam neće biti dobro
Zato nađi, uništi, istrijebi
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Establishment Whores
Things will never be good
So find, destroy, eradicate
The dark
Closes our eyes
And we are covered with darkness
We got
No chance against
People without shame
People without soul, without heart
Just money keeps ticking
There's a big "more" written on the screen
Gimme
Things will never be good
Never,
There will never
Be happiness on this world
Until
We erase from the earth
The people that are trash
They talk about honest and god
Then they take what they can
There's a big "more" written on the screen
Gimme
Things will never be good
So find, destroy, eradicate
10. Pseudo-grobar
Dlanovi svrbe, bijes ključa duboko unutra
Zadnja prilika da bježiš
Ne bira sredstva, mrtav ili živ
Kada kaže amen, to je stvarno kraj
Nema povratka, ne radi ekshumacije
Sanja da postaje šef patologije
Smrt je njegov poziv, smrt mu je hrana
Postao je imun na sva ta sranja
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Pseudo-Gravedigger
Itching palms, rage boiling deep inside
Last chance to run
He doesn't care, dead or alive
When he says amen, it's really the end
No turning back, no exhumation
He's dreaming of becoming chief of pathology
Death is his calling, death is his food
He's immune to all that shit
11. Umjetnost je goli kurac
Preživljavanje je umjetnost ostalo je kurac
Glazba i slikarstvo nisu umjetnost
Analiziranje samoga sebe
Resetiranje trenutnog stanja
Psihijatar za nula kuna
Besplatna socijalna služba
Umjetnost je goli kurac
Više vrijediš kad si mrtav
Ljudi će te slušati nakon smrti
Proučavati tekstove obične budale
Tražiti će značenje tekstova
Odmah da vam kažem tu nema ničega jer
Umjetnost je goli kurac
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Art Ain't Dick
Surviving is an art, everything else ain't dick
Music and painting are not art
Analyzing yourself
Resetting the current state
Psychiatrist for free
Free social service
Art ain't dick
You're worth more when you're dead
People will listen to you after death
Analyzing lyrics of a common fool
Scrutinizing over the meaning
I'll tell you right away, there is nothing there cause
Art ain't dick
12. Dodimi mi ruku
Sam u instituciji, napušten od obitelji
Na kraju sam ostao sam
Hej dodakni me, dodirni mi ruku
Da nestane bol
Dodirni mi ruku da nestane bol
Hej kroz staklo gledaš me
Na slušalicu pričaš mi
Ja ne čujem te
Hej ja ne čujem te
Samo 15 minuta imamo da mi
Kažeš šta te boli
Dodirni mi ruku da nestane bol
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Touch My Hand
Alone in an institution, abandoned by the family
In the end I stand alone
Hey, touch me, touch my hand
To make the pain go away
Touch my hand to make the pain go away
Hey you're looking at me through the glass
You're talking to me on the phone
I can't hear you
Hey I can't hear you
We've got only 15 minutes for you
To tell me what's hurting you
Touch my hand to make the pain go away