Ceca Raznatovic
Miscellaneous
Not Monotony
All around me people and women
Shadows clinging to the wall
Stretching hands go towards me
Enraptured in a crazy rhythm
And I, who is on a deserted island
And I, who is on a deserted island
They offer me drinks and cigarettes
They are a little short of flying
But I want a broken body
Where are you in all this
And me, who is on a deserted island
And I, who is on a deserted island
It is not the monotony that is killing me at night
What is breaking my heart, into small pieces
It's melancholy, not monotony
A disease that breaks through, all my blockages
Music plays, everything crumbles
Chaos in the head, chaos in the soul
And everything they're pulling me towards you again
And you're playing, why wouldn't you
And me, who's on a deserted island
And me, who's on a deserted island
It's not monotony, what's killing me tonight< br/>What breaks my heart, into tiny pieces
It's melancholy, not monotony
A disease that breaks through, all my blockages