Arthur Beatrice - Vandals [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

All of my faults
Could never be yours
Flushed from the stone
Becoming so cruel
What if my heart...

Please receive me
Slow down and talk
Asleep, I'm sneezing
And ache for this ruse

No longer anything new
Just teasing, teasing
Cutting askew

All of my faults
Could never be yours
Flushed from the stone
Becoming so cruel

What if my heart
Can never be fooled?
Empty of life
And bare from the root

Cutting apart

In troubling I find
A form of different kinds
So long and wrong and out
I'm late with my remarks
Sincerely is the start
Of all this hell

I'm messing up the find
I'm cutting up the mind
I'm messing up the find
I'm breaking up the bind

All of my faults
Could never be yours
Flushed from the stone
Becoming so cruel
What if my heart
Can never be fooled?
Empty of life
And bare from the root

All of my faults
Could never be yours
Flushed from the stone
Becoming so cruel
What if my heart
Can never be fooled?
Empty of life
And bare from the root