Coșmar by Keed Lyrics
[Intro: Scena din Mr. Robot]
Krista Gordon: What is it about society that disappoints you so much?
Elliot: Oh, i don't know. Is it that we collectively thought Steve Jobs was a great man, when when we knew he made billions off the backs of children? Or maybe it's that it feels like all our heroes are counterfeit. the world itself's just a big hoax. Spamming with our running commentary of bullshit masquerading as insight, our social media faking as intimacy. Or is it that we voted for this? Not with our rigged elections, but with our things, our property, our money. I'm not saying anything new. We all know why we do this. Because we wanna be sedated. Because it's painful not to pretend, because we're cowards. Fuck society
[Strofa 1]
Am avut un cosmar, imi traiam visele
Dar cand am vrut sa vorbesc nu mi-am gasit cuvintele
Si cand am vrut sa ma trezesc, n-am putut, nici eu nici restu
Si presedinte era Ba-
Si dupa ce saracul ala si-a terminat mandatu
A venit un neamt ca sa ne conduca statu
Oameni? Nu. Milioane de furnici
Colonia muncea de la 9 la 5
Si Gica Popescu facea puscarie
Si preoti conduceau SUV-uri si limuzine
[Bridge]
Trezeste-te
Trezeste-te
Trezeste-te
[Refren]
Hai, trezeste-te
Nu pot
Trezeste-te, hai, trezeste-te
Trezeste-te
[Strofa 2]
Copiii se jucau FIFA, nu fotbal, spielu'
Era ca trebuia sa faci pentakillu'
Se duceau la scoala ca la munca, dupa program
Li se spalau creire in masa dupa orar
Si unii n-aveau bani si nu se duceau
Si ai lor se plangeau de parca cine stie ce pierdeau
Si se-ntepau cu droguri legale, gen nicotina
Ce curatau vieti mai repede decat heroina
[Bridge]
Trezeste-te
Trezeste-te
Trezeste-te
[Refren]
Hai, trezeste-te
Trezeste-te
(Trezeste-te in pula mea)
[Strofa 3]
Banii stateau in calea fericirii
Se vindeau catelusi in piata la Unirii
Plini de cocalari, oamenii mancau shaorma
Cu carne de pui cu patru aripi, umflati parca cu pompa
Eram atat de prosti ca luam bani de la banca
Si dadeam dublu inapoi, triplu cateodata
Si nu-i zicea camata, ii zicea credit, da
Si ca sa putem sa-i dam inapoi, emigram si munceam ca sclavii
Era Craciun cand am visat ce am visat
Asa ca am luat cutitu' si am iesit la colindat
[Outro]
Trezeste-te
Trezeste-te
Trezeste-te
Trezeste-te
Krista Gordon: What is it about society that disappoints you so much?
Elliot: Oh, i don't know. Is it that we collectively thought Steve Jobs was a great man, when when we knew he made billions off the backs of children? Or maybe it's that it feels like all our heroes are counterfeit. the world itself's just a big hoax. Spamming with our running commentary of bullshit masquerading as insight, our social media faking as intimacy. Or is it that we voted for this? Not with our rigged elections, but with our things, our property, our money. I'm not saying anything new. We all know why we do this. Because we wanna be sedated. Because it's painful not to pretend, because we're cowards. Fuck society
[Strofa 1]
Am avut un cosmar, imi traiam visele
Dar cand am vrut sa vorbesc nu mi-am gasit cuvintele
Si cand am vrut sa ma trezesc, n-am putut, nici eu nici restu
Si presedinte era Ba-
Si dupa ce saracul ala si-a terminat mandatu
A venit un neamt ca sa ne conduca statu
Oameni? Nu. Milioane de furnici
Colonia muncea de la 9 la 5
Si Gica Popescu facea puscarie
Si preoti conduceau SUV-uri si limuzine
[Bridge]
Trezeste-te
Trezeste-te
Trezeste-te
[Refren]
Hai, trezeste-te
Nu pot
Trezeste-te, hai, trezeste-te
Trezeste-te
[Strofa 2]
Copiii se jucau FIFA, nu fotbal, spielu'
Era ca trebuia sa faci pentakillu'
Se duceau la scoala ca la munca, dupa program
Li se spalau creire in masa dupa orar
Si unii n-aveau bani si nu se duceau
Si ai lor se plangeau de parca cine stie ce pierdeau
Si se-ntepau cu droguri legale, gen nicotina
Ce curatau vieti mai repede decat heroina
[Bridge]
Trezeste-te
Trezeste-te
Trezeste-te
[Refren]
Hai, trezeste-te
Trezeste-te
(Trezeste-te in pula mea)
[Strofa 3]
Banii stateau in calea fericirii
Se vindeau catelusi in piata la Unirii
Plini de cocalari, oamenii mancau shaorma
Cu carne de pui cu patru aripi, umflati parca cu pompa
Eram atat de prosti ca luam bani de la banca
Si dadeam dublu inapoi, triplu cateodata
Si nu-i zicea camata, ii zicea credit, da
Si ca sa putem sa-i dam inapoi, emigram si munceam ca sclavii
Era Craciun cand am visat ce am visat
Asa ca am luat cutitu' si am iesit la colindat
[Outro]
Trezeste-te
Trezeste-te
Trezeste-te
Trezeste-te