COMING OUT Lyrics (English Translation) – White Widow

Read the full COMING OUT (English Translation) lyrics by White Widow along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy White Widow’s music, you can also explore PATOLOGIA and CAŁY SQUAD, two other songs by White Widow.

[Verse 1: Pawko, Kosior]
I don’t have to tell you why RTK is on the map (I don’t have to tell you)
I often change apartments, but in my heart there’s one estate
They say pathology, I don’t care at all (What is it)
Stop talking about it if you don’t know anything about it
Jewelry on your hands, I know that Shon likes it (What)
I’m still alive, and I don’t care about snakes anymore (I care)
How are you b!tches, because I think it’s rock bottom all the time (All the time)
A week until the tenth, you ask for two tens (Man what)

[Chorus: Kosior]
Every man of mine eats well, because we multiply this denomination

It’s okay in the group, because we’ve trampled the snakes (Okay)
They called us faggots, now they’re coming out themselves (Fu*k)
They called us junkies, they’re reaching for I’ll roll up
I still drink, but not for your health, yeah
For clipping your wings, wh*res, I wish you the worst (I wish you the worst)
Born in Lodz, none of us are posers (Posers)
You c*nt, you can’t spend a day here, oh my god (Oh my god)

[Verse 2: Bars, Kosior]
I fu*k a guy from two different sides with a bro – but it’s not a triangle
All the neighbors are deaf as night (Aaaaa)
Just now I got the info that he’s fu*king – see you tomorrow
Be careful when you go outside the block
One thing connects my opps, and my female dogs
They get chills when they think about how I use a baton
At the police station, there are only gaps in my pumpkin
Every day is Halloween, because I carry a bar in my bag (Yeah yeah yeah)
When adrenaline hits, I lose control over it
I wake up an hour after the fact (After the fact)
You’re a judge or a dog, you listen to literary fiction
You’re an opp, so take it seriously (Man what)

[Chorus: Kosior]
Every man of mine eats well, because we multiply this denomination
It’s okay in the group, because we’ve trampled the vipers (Okay)

They called us faggots, now they’re coming out themselves (Fu*k)
They called us junkies, they’re reaching for the rolls themselves
I still drink, but not for your health, yeah
For clipping your wings, wh*res, I wish you the worst (I wish you the worst)
Born in Łódź, none of us are posers (Poser)
You c*nt, you can’t spend a day here, oh my God (Oh my God)

[Verse 3: Macias, Kosior]
Some bald queer is slandering me again, she wants to nail that one (Haha)
I’m fu*king your channel and your theories (Theories)
You deleted it bro so you could cry and whine, sorry
And after all I piss on your face, b!tch (FUCK)
Dogs and comforters who do things that aren’t theirs (No, no)
There’s no mercy for those in our group (No mercy)
There were a few, now they have a mental blemish – living dead
Before the meeting, b!tch, regenerate your bones (Ayy what)
Look into my car, I’ve got solid equipment (Equipment)
One, two, three moan that I should catch a hole
I’m looking at you from above, you’ve got my bullets above you (Hahaha)
Dead pseudo-friends don’t fit into coffins today (Man what)

[Chorus: Kosior]
Every man of mine eats well, because we’re multiplying this denomination
W it’s okay in the group, because we’ve trampled the snakes (Okay)
They called us faggots, now they’re coming out themselves (Fu*k)
They called us junkies, now they’re reaching for the rolls themselves
I still drink, but not for your health, yeah
For clipping your wings, wh*res, I wish you the worst (I wish you the worst)
Born in Lodz, none of us are posers (Poser)
You c*nt, you can’t spend a day here, oh my god (Oh my god)