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Antisocial Club

Acum aleg doar ce vreau
Ce fac cu timpul, cui i-l dau (N-am destul să-l pierd)
Nu e nimic grav
Bine-ai venit în Antisocial Club
Ce te impresiona, acum
E doar o perdea de fum
Ia un loc, nu e nimic grav
Bine-ai venit in Antisocial Club

Pe la petreceri nu prea mai dansez de mult
Stau la o masă și fumez, mai mult ascult
Discuții despre viață, monștri din dulap
Petrec timpul doar cu oameni care-mi plac
Că
M-am săturat s-aud discuții idioate
Și de zâmbete false, de glume retardate
Despre copii, vlogeri, trapperi, influenceri
Aș vrea să pot fi prost și fericit... mai bag un Jager′
Nu mă mai duc nici pe la party-uri mondene
Cu dive ce se pupă, dar se bârfesc între ele
Mai bine cu ai mei, lucrăm, ne facem varză
Sunt oameni care te iubesc... restul nu contrază

Acum aleg doar ce vreau
Ce fac cu timpul, cui i-l dau (N-am destul să-l pierd)
Nu e nimic grav
Bine-ai venit în Antisocial Club
Ce te impresiona, acum
E doar o perdea de fum
Ia un loc, nu e nimic grav
Bine-ai venit in Antisocial Club

Knock-knock, let the devil in
Am un six-pack și o sticlă de vin
E pelin sec - sante, Zhaolin
Am licoarea ce ma face zen, ca un shaolin
Când mă cuprinde starea
Agitat mai rău ca marea
Am să bag un calmant, să n-o ard ca Taz
Am trecut prin multe etape, ca un jucator retras
Dacă ies la club, tre' să fie Comedy
Dacă mă sparg tare, tre′ să fie melodii
N-am vârsta necesară, n-am timp de prostii
Mă găsești la Anti', naufragiat, ca PI
Dezastru ambalat frumos, nu mi arde să petrec
Cu oameni ce se țin de buzunare ca în Prison Break
A, să nu uit până plec
Piese grele se aud greu, ca dintr un cas' defect
Rulăm în foi ce avem, câțiva care ne avem
Toți greii-n filmul lor de parcă tragem Irish Man
Multe de zis ca cerneala de sub piele
Jonglez printre obstacole ca Pele
Clasic, ca Dinică, Vagabondul vieții mele
Mă-nvârte vinu ca vinilul, nu duc harflele mondene - am ieșit

Devine aglomerat, fumez, mai iau un shot
E plin de telefoane-n jurul meu
Nimic de discutat, Nici nu m-am îmbătat
Ce caut eu aici, nu-i locul meu

Acum aleg doar ce vreau
Ce fac cu timpul, cui i-l dau (N-am destul să-l pierd)
Nu e nimic grav
Bine-ai venit în Antisocial Club
Ce te impresiona, acum
E doar o perdea de fum
Ia un loc, nu e nimic grav
Bine-ai venit in Antisocial Club

Antisocial Club

Now I choose only what I want
What I do with my time, to whom I give it (I don't have enough to waste)
It's not a big deal
Welcome to the Antisocial Club
What used to impress you, now
Is just a smokescreen
Take a seat, it's not a big deal
Welcome to the Antisocial Club

I haven't danced much at parties lately
I sit at a table and smoke, mostly listen
Conversations about life, monsters in the closet
I spend time only with people I like
Because
I'm tired of hearing idiotic conversations
And fake smiles, retarded jokes
About kids, vloggers, rappers, influencers
I wish I could be stupid and happy... I'll take another Jager'
I don't go to fancy parties anymore
With divas who kiss, but gossip among themselves
Better with my people, we work, we get wasted
There are people who love you... the rest is irrelevant

Now I choose only what I want
What I do with my time, to whom I give it (I don't have enough to waste)
It's not a big deal
Welcome to the Antisocial Club
What used to impress you, now
Is just a smokescreen
Take a seat, it's not a big deal
Welcome to the Antisocial Club

Knock-knock, let the devil in
I have a six-pack and a bottle of wine
It's dry wormwood - cheers, Zhaolin
I have the liquor that makes me zen, like a Shaolin
When the mood takes over me
More agitated than the sea
I'll take a sedative, not to burn out like Taz
I've gone through many stages, like a retired player
If I go out to a club, it has to be Comedy
If I get wasted, it has to be with melodies
I'm not old enough, I don't have time for nonsense
You'll find me at Anti, shipwrecked, like PI
A beautifully wrapped disaster, I'm not in the mood to party
With people who hold onto their pockets like in Prison Break
Oh, and before I leave
Heavy tracks are hard to hear, like from a broken speaker
We roll in what we have, the few that we have
All the heavyweights in their movie as if we're shooting Irish Man
Much to say like the ink under the skin
I juggle obstacles like Pele
Classic, like Dinică, The Wanderer of my life
The wine spins me like vinyl, I don't carry worldly harps - I'm out

It's getting crowded, I smoke, I take another shot
It's full of phones around me
Nothing to talk about, I'm not even drunk
What am I doing here, this is not my place

Now I choose only what I want
What I do with my time, to whom I give it (I don't have enough to waste)
It's not a big deal
Welcome to the Antisocial Club
What used to impress you, now
Is just a smokescreen
Take a seat, it's not a big deal
Welcome to the Antisocial Club