Folly & The Hunter - Traffic [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Feat. Fjola Evans)
Your preconceptions your tyranny
Are keeping the ash fault at bay
I know these highways won't cry for me
They will have nothing to say
Bad crash does not deter greedy eyes
Entranced by glass on the road
The radio's fear waves are puncturing through
The shell of your tightly bound coat
We were stuck in traffic for most of our lives
Staring at the passing cars, waiting at the light
Living to finance your moving beast
Crawl into it like a home
Somewhere in our names there is a feast
Where the aristocrats roam
Dream of roads lit by billboards that tower up above
I prefer the back of the car so I can soak in our money god's love
We were stuck in traffic for most of our lives
Staring at the passing cars, waiting at the light