Amadeus The Stampede - Pig Pen [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Wonder if my pen could speak, what would it say?
My owner is a fucking loner, all of his friends are alcoholics and stoners
While he's busy with the coka, tequila shots, and cold Coronas
Puts down his toaster then he picks me up before he does another choker
Strangles me and angles me against the sheet
Now bleeding out his hatred to sick ass beats
This happens all week, through me he speaks
He doesn't waste a drop of my blood, his conscious leaks
Out of my dome, he's high on drugs, deep in the zone
I'm bleeding at home every time this creep is alone
His evilest drone, hatred for the people has shown
Each time we're together, his demons will roam
I can feel his anger squeezing my bones
He needs me to hone his violent methodical skill
I seep into domes, soaking the page
My whole life laid on the line
Wasting my time, this life is on the page well as mine

It's like five in the morning, Skinny man should be snoring
But he can't fucking do it cause his life is too boring
So his mind starts formulating lies to tell
Cause it's a Tuesday and he's fucking high as hell
Ain't nobody gonna tell on some shit they don't know
So he hides in a place where nobody gonna go
His mind gets erased from concoctions he's made
Lines on a plate and vodka and Gatorade
I think that maybe he's afraid that his choice was wrong
Although a lot of people love him and his voice through songs
I've seen flashes of signs that his mind is strong
But most times that we meet seems like his mind is gone
So he empties out thoughts with the use of my blood
It's time for slurry wordy blurry, mostly stuck in the mud
I know he ain't got fucking money so he does it for love
What am I thinking of? This crazy fucker does it for drugs

He grips me so hard, my neck's about to snap
Sixteen bars is like eternity within this craft
He never lets the pressure up, why don't he let it up?
Wide up, I express the thoughts of a Leviathan
I know every secret and what eats him away
It's sad to say, he looking very peaceful today
He's controversial, next line, what will he say?
Feeling lonely cause he flips soon as I friended a page
Got shorty with him, when he blazes I burn with him
Although his heart is empty I see the fruits of his wisdom
There he goes again, he's breaking my tip
But he never throws me out, he just changes the ink
His favourite pen, I swear that I'll be there till the end
I can't pretend, I'll probably be buried with him when he's dead
Rhyme sacred, I'll be there for standing ovations
And I'll still be there even if he never makes it

(Scene from The Shining)