Clive - Crisis [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

V1:
It's been a while since I was a little child
Always clowned around and now I never smile
I just pound the ground, facing the devil's guile
Pouring out my soul wondering if anyone feels me now
In denial, so repeat my words back to me
Cause I can't even convince myself of the reality
With a little bit of rage, I scribble the page
With a pen and I place myself in a daze
Middle-aged, remembering my better days
Ever since they've been replaced with this bitter fate
Been up late finishing my dinner plate
But even if I ate I'm still hungry for self-fulfillment
Trust me, life is worth more than the money we spend
On some lunch meat and trying to stay comfy
And I'm grateful my feet stay clean
But tell Maslow I can't even reach stage three
Each day seems like I'm in a dream state
Sleeping, but I'm up so give me a clean slate
Please, bring me the trust of a better day
Obliterate my insecurities, curing me of the deadly snake
Bite that we can call life
We all write we alright but aw, right
Saw the reflection of my past self in a puddle
Of my own tears and he lent me his ears
Told me, life is a wheel, you'll win soon if you're losing
I said it feels like my wheel isn't moving
My future's uncertain, it's usually cursed
And it hurts cause I'm living to die and vice-versa
I started to laugh, he asked me why
I said 'I guess if you don't laugh, you cry
With a smile, he waved and turned
Said, 'embrace the moment, cause the way things were are over

It's a crisis I just cannot overcome
Like a millstone around the neck
So, pull me under and I will go where I deserve to be
Under the bones, my soul is thrown
Into the sea

V2:
Walking slow to the pace of the beat
Thoughts of hope even though we know we're no strangers to defeat
Lost and cold yet I'm trailing the streets
Hard to cope when you're living the same day on repeat
Hate to believe this is all it'll ever be
And it's harder to get to sleep with a monster in bed with me
Probably meant to be and there's no reason to fight
But even in the dark we can start seeking the light
Greeting the night with open arms holding on, dreaming of sight
(but) Beating your plight is hard when the scars aren't healing right
When the feelings might drown into seeing right down
To the bottom of a bottle of tequila, right?
A little potion for the motion of my sickness
A token of the interest I've taken to awaken my distance
From the places I've been in cause I'm inches from breaking
And my patience is thinning
Basically, sitting wasting away my minutes playing the innings
Aimlessly spinning wavering dazed and trimming days into fillings
Praying these feelings aren't permanent, staring at ceilings
Waiting for the worthlessness and nervousness to end
I climb the highest ladder trying to gather all I can to
Numb this pain that I'm feeling day to day
Things just ain't the same so I still ache for change
Hate to say I wanna fade away and make the great escape
But in the coldest of nights it's hard holding a mic
Choking me like poltergeists roaming the night
Hoping they might show me the light by visiting my thoughts
And singing me a song wistfully and soft, like
Living isn't long...just a ripple in a pond
Blink and then it's gone, you're visiting your God
Wishing it could start over, thinking all along
That we really are colder, versions of our young selves
That are now older, searching for the ones
That will teach us what our soul's worth, words are on my tongue
But I'm cursed and I'm numb and I'm working for some crumbs
Pretending to be the young one with indefatigable energy
Ready to fend off enemies and that's just the key
To the leverage needed to send a quick fleeting malevolence impediment
To banish all these demons with exorcists
When it's just me who's my nemesis