Pod Pritiskom - Elemental

Remi:

Popuštam pod pritiskom ko sito puno pijeska

Samljevena stvarnošću ponekad sam bijesna

Na svijet i pijune, ja sam seljak bez bune

Buntovna kraljica drame bez zlatne krune

Balansiram na niti lucida i ludila

Držim glavu nad vodom da ne bi potonula

Problemi se nakote, dok si rekao keks

Nosim radnu knjižicu, doma sam spremila indeks

Objesila diplomu i ušutkala mamu

S pozitivom u duši nadam se novome danu

I živim pod naponom, znam, tako mora bit

Kad bi bar bilo garancije da me neće dokrajčit

Kod nas -se ne cijene- oni što stvaraju

Cijene se oni što gutaju i prilagođavaju

U očaju nad time, patetično se smijem

Ratujem sa očekivanjima svoje okoline

Lupam glavom u zid što drži me u reštu

Trčim na pokretnoj traci i ostajem u mjestu

Mogu jurit za uspjehom al taj vlak neću stić

Sve dok u glavi ne napravim switch

Spustim pogled i ne vidim dno

Al guram dalje, guram dalje…

Dignem pogled i nevidim nebo

Al guram dalje, guram dalje

Čini mi se, mijenjam se, netko novi postajem

Dignem pogled i nasmijem se…

I guram dalje, guram dalje

Shot:

Napravi ovo do tad, promijeni ovdje ovo tu

Donesi to do tamo sad usput prebaci ono u…

Do kada to sve to treba?

e pa trebalo je jučer!

Pa ti radi radi svaki dan ujutro do navečer

I tako cijeli mjesec, pitam se dal mi to treba

Stvarno zašto novci nikad ne padaju s neba

Jer navečer sam za ništa, ujutro teško budim se

Kad ću ak' ne sad, dok još je snage, zato trudim se

Popuštam pod pritiskom al ne dam da me slomi

Zato kažem sebi stisni zube, radi, radi čkomi

Ili op ili trop a taj si trop nemrem dopustit

Skupo sad bi bilo samo klonut glavu spustit

Pa kroz sito i rešeto dam da navlače me na sve strane

Postoji li taj trenutak kad odjednom sve to stane

Bijesan sâm na sebe — što dam da me razjebe

I često stanem pitam se dal za sve ima potrebe

Remi:

Jebe me to što bih trebala bit zrela

Zrelost voli kompromis, a njega ne bih htjela

I prokleto je to što nemam želudac za mulce

A moram se smješkat svima što mi idu na živce

Kad ih pošaljem kvragu, ispadnem bezobrazna

Jer sam svima draža draga, pitoma i mazna

Okrivljujem svoju nervozu na PMS

Psujem državu i život, lako gubim zdravu svijest

Gutam gluposti i trudim se sve okrenut na šalu

Čekam dan da mi dozlogrdi glumiti budalu

Draw:

I give in under pressure like a sieve full of sand

Ground by reality, I am sometimes angry

To the world and pawns, I am a peasant without rebellion

A rebellious drama queen without a golden crown

I balance on threads of lucidity and madness

I keep my head above the water so it doesn't sink

Problems arose as you said biscuit

I carry a workbook, I saved the index at home

She hung up her diploma and silenced her mom

With a positive in my soul, I hope for a new day

And I live under voltage, I know, that's the way it has to be

If only there was a guarantee that he wouldn't finish me off

In our country - those who create are not appreciated

Those who swallow and adapt are appreciated

In desperation over it, I laugh pathetically

I am at war with the expectations of my surroundings

I bang my head against the wall that holds me back

I run on the treadmill and stay in place

I can chase success but I will not catch that train

Until I make a switch in my head

I look down and can't see the bottom

Al pushing on, pushing on…

I look up and see the sky

But I'm pushing on, I'm pushing on

It seems to me, I’m changing, I’m becoming someone new

I look up and laugh…

And I push on, I push on

Shot:

Do this until then, change this here here

Bring it there now by the way transfer it to…

How long does it take?

well it was yesterday!

Well you work every morning to night

And so for a whole month, I wonder if I need it

Really why money never falls from the sky

Because in the evening I am for nothing, in the morning I wake up hard

When I'm not going now, while I'm still strong, that's why I'm trying

I give in to the pressure but I don't let it break me

That's why I tell myself to grit my teeth, work, work

Either op or trop and I can't afford that trop

It would be expensive now to just lower your head

So through a sieve and a sieve I let them drag me in all directions

Is there a moment when all of a sudden it all stops

I am furious with myself - what I give to fuck me

And I often stop wondering if there is a need for everything

Draw:

Fuck me I should be mature

Maturity loves compromise, and I wouldn’t want it

And damn it, I don't have a stomach for toddlers

And I have to smile at everyone who gets on my nerves

When I send them to hell, I turn out to be rude

Because I love everyone dear, tame and smooth

I blame my nervousness on PMS

I curse the state and life, I easily lose my sanity

I swallow nonsense and try to turn everything into a joke

I'm waiting for the day to get tired of pretending to be a fool