Wojna
Read Wojna lyrics by Coma on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.
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Wojna
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Pierwszy krok na drugą stronę,
Z domu poprzez drzwi.
W całym bloku pachnie kawą.
Pierwszy spóźnię się do pracy,
Pierwszy kurwa raz.
Nie zamierzam się tłumaczyć.
Pierwszy promień słońca,
Od tygodnia padał deszcz.
Może jutro będzie cieplej.
Metro zatłoczone ludźmi,
Ósma zero pięć...
Wysadziłem się w powietrze.
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Who performs "Wojna"?
Coma performs "Wojna", and this lyric page sits inside the Coma catalog on LyroVerse.
Are there related songs to explore after "Wojna"?
Yes. The related section below points to Afternoons In the Colour of Lemo and Anioły with a short reason for opening each page next.
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