Broken Pixels - F.3.A.R Review [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

What is FEAR is being cursed at birth
Psychic lab rats since Day 1 on this Earth
Learned how to kill before I learned what I'm worth
And if you think that's bad, my family's worse

I'll split you like the Red Sea when I see red
Cut you 85 times before your brain knows you're dead
Run on to the next one, no need for commas
It wasn't from the testing, I get it from my momma

Psychic, lethal, psychotic, evil
Even in death, she can crush minds like beetles
And then my little brother who's always on some other
Tragic telepathic who will eat your spleen for supper

Last time I saw him, put a bullet in his skull
Still swoops in behind me like a little seagull
Anything I leave alive gets possessed or culled
Guess momma ain't the only one that's thinking death is dull

Let bygones be bygones, everything's forgotten
Boy, you shoulda known by now our values are all rotten
But when enemies attack, I know he's got my back
I guess you'd call us even, but no one's keeping track

Sometimes I see things that really aren't there
But I can move around smoothly so I really don't care
My hearing's a bit better than the average bear
Make you boo-boo in your pants, so you better be prepared

You can run for cover, just make sure it ain't destructable
Cuz there's no happy endings like for Claire and Cliffy Huxtable
Just as bad in day as it is at night
You better turn that flashlight off and then stay out of sight

Cause the Soul King is coming, don't know who is possessed
Cut Contractions to fractions and keep your ammo fresh
Don't stop and smell the roses, you better Fucking Run
Won't be the Soul Survivor by popping off your gun

You should FEAR 3 things in this crazy world
A ghost of a man and a fucked-up little girl
And I know I'm far from perfect, but I do what I do
But the reason you should fear me is I'm better than you