Kevin Fernald - Manufactured Emotions [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Take a play center stage take control of the command
Actions all reacting to the palm of your hand
Take a turn for the worse take a turn for the better
Take a chance take a stand take a fall then you get up
Never settle never falter never slack (never slack)
Never hesitate don’t miss your chance to take it back
Accomplishments are part of it your drive is at a high percent
You’re pushing on and taking shots and dodging pits they’re falling in
You’re calling home, phoning in you wanna throw the towel in
Apparently it’s scary here you’re scared you’re losing all your friends
Time is beaming like a light and trials feel they’ll never end
The road is long the crowd is quiet and you can’t see around the bend
Take a breath contemplate believe that what you do is great
Hold yourself up like a trophy and you’ll start to levitate
Your energy is setting free releasing like a memory
Of looking at how far you’ve come so don’t you ever take defeat

[Hook 2x]
In retrospect
I recollect my essence yes
Energy so imminent
Excitable yet elegant
Everybody’s telling me
That it must be heaven sent
Uh uh uh
I must be heaven sent

[Verse 2]
Give it all you’ve got, give them what they need
They’re giving you a shot so show them you know how to lead
You won’t be swayed by promises or led astray to consequences
Haunting all your future options short of loss of common senses
Sell it for the sound, or save it for the silence
Sometimes there’s not a shoulder you can turn to for your guidance
The devils leveled several vocals just because it sounds tight
Internal conflicts caused over lucrative Lucifer sound bites
It sounds like a round mic on a red tail on a black night
From a black knight in a tarnished promise armor from a past life
Offers flow from silver tongues laced with amber nectar
You’re living like a demi god til you face the collector
Reflecting on your actions look in your Tezcatlipoca
The smoking mirror of your life will make you start to choke up
When the focus of your floating’s closing in upon the ocean
Will you be the one caught in the sea or the one who splits it open

[Hook 2x]