B. Magic (pXq) - Lion's Den [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Another day in the
Den of the vicious lions, venting to get compliance
Enter the discontent to convince the persistent science
Of friends in the midst of trying to simply leave me alone
Sending the gift of lying to swiftly see me atone

I'm gone, yet I never left, just zoning to recollect
I'm on what they're calling "one", and it's "calm" that it kept in check
But it's something they never get: my patience is surely heaven sent
Forever known to keep 6's curled, and 7's bent

It comes and goes, it switches at random, I mean
The fun, the shows, the bitches, the fandom I've seen
Tend to hold the pain, but it won't maintain in a wholesome frame
But I wouldn't really claim, in the glimpse of pain, that I miss the gain, when I'm this insane in the mainframe

They think their words are deserving of me to cease time
Like your decision will leave him feeling like he's fine
But I don't think it beats mine
Ironic that our permanent separation comes in the form of a peace sign