Drama Queen - The Motans

Pui culori mai vii, daca e superficial

Tu vrei artificii, chiar daca-i artificial

Vrei sa ma bagi in film, vrei sa ma incluzi in gama

Scuze, dar am indigestie la drama

Ochii tai i-am avut in loc de templu

Acum vreau sa plec, dar tu nu ma mai lasi

Ce pacat, in final am inteles ca

M-am rugat doar la idoli falsi

Drama mama Queen, durerea te inspira

Mi-ai luat capul ca o ghilotina

Ti-am pus inima, cu grija, in maini

Dar nu ti-am dat-o s-o arunci la caini

Drama mama Queen, durerea te inspira

Mi-ai luat capul ca o ghilotina

Ti-am pus inima, cu grija, in maini

Dar nu ti-am dat-o s-o arunci la caini

Imi tii destinu-n maini, nu iti place, strica-l

Totu-i simplu, on/off, /

Iti place sa distrugi si-o faci cu atata stil

Ma apesi pe suflet ca acul pe vinyl

Ochii tai i-am avut in loc de templu

Acum vreau sa plec, dar tu nu ma mai lasi

Ce pacat, in final am inteles ca

M-am rugat doar la idoli falsi

Drama mama Queen, durerea te inspira

Mi-ai luat capul ca o ghilotina

Ti-am pus inima, cu grija, in maini

Dar nu ti-am dat-o s-o arunci la caini

Drama mama Queen, durerea te inspira

Mi-ai luat capul ca o ghilotina

Ti-am pus inima, cu grija, in maini

Dar nu ti-am dat-o s-o arunci la caini

Totu' trebuia sa mearga bine in teorie

Dar mie imi place drama doar cand stau in ospetie

In teorie, parca le cunosc pe toate

Dar tu esti practica, iar practica mereu ma bate

Drama mama Queen, durerea te inspira

Mi-ai luat capul ca o ghilotina

Si ti-am pus inima, cu grija, in maini

Dar nu ti-am dat-o s-o arunci la caini

(yeah, yeah)

Put more vivid colors, if superficial

You want fireworks, even if it's artificial

You want to put me in the movie, you want to include me in the range

Sorry, I have drama indigestion

I had your eyes instead of the temple

Now I want to leave, but you won't let me

What a pity, I finally understood that

I only prayed to false idols

Drama Mother Queen, the pain inspires you

You took my head like a guillotine

I put your heart in your hands carefully

But I didn't give it to you to throw at dogs

Drama Mother Queen, the pain inspires you

You took my head like a guillotine

I put your heart in your hands carefully

But I didn't give it to you to throw at dogs

You hold my destiny in your hands, you don't like it, spoil it

It's all simple, on / off, /

You like to destroy and you do it with such style

It presses on my soul like a vinyl needle

I had your eyes instead of the temple

Now I want to leave, but you won't let me

What a pity, I finally understood that

I only prayed to false idols

Drama Mother Queen, the pain inspires you

You took my head like a guillotine

I put your heart in your hands carefully

But I didn't give it to you to throw at dogs

Drama Mother Queen, the pain inspires you

You took my head like a guillotine

I put your heart in your hands carefully

But I didn't give it to you to throw at dogs

Everything had to go well in theory

But I only like drama when I'm at a party

In theory, I seem to know them all

But you are the practice, and the practice always beats me

Drama Mother Queen, the pain inspires you

You took my head like a guillotine

And I carefully put your heart in your hands

But I didn't give it to you to throw at dogs

(yeah, yeah)