Lyricold - About A Boy [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Oh my God, I love life
Let’s go ride our bikes outside in the sunshine
Run wild summertime and high vibes
Long drives as dad smiles and mum drives
Just a kid whose mind is void of everything
Bills are due, I never knew I sit and play with things
Chasing and tracing, engraving names on trees
No hesitation
Hate to say it but we never faced our situation

Shit is tragic
Boy is born to face a casket
Feel so sad to see him age in time my mind is absent
Growing old to death, the swift of time that slowly passes
Sad to grasp it, hope he seems to stay distracted

Can't you see that I am happy
In the back seat
This is a song about a boy
Come on in and you will see
The truth believe
That little boy was me

Man, I've grown to hate the way I wake and seem to waste the day away
I'm in, it's past eleven hours left I have to play
It's insane
We wake up then go back to sleep
We see the change before our eyes and no one says a thing

I'm 23
But soon I'll see another year come and go
It's passing yearly, quickly at the swiftest speed
Is it fate
To feel the pain of growing age
To wish that someone had a secret, plan to make a save
A sweet escape, a way to end the sunny days
A way to ease this pain, a feel to life eventually...fades away
I'm young but youth is just a phase
If age is just a state of mind I'm growing everyday

Can't you see I've grown unhappy
Why did you have me
This is a song about a boy
Come on in and you will see
The tears I bleed
That older boy is me

I never thought it'd come
I feel so old
I feel so old
I don't know what to do

This is so overdrawn, hope and memories are gone
Years are nothing more than marks in walls I've etched in long ago
Oh my god I hold to thoughts I've lost in time that I forgot
Define by hurt to those I've caused through pain and now they mourn the loss
This is when we cross the path into the end
Darkness rises, death begins, I cannot comprehend

Growing too old, so unhappy
Life is empty
This was the song about a boy
Now I'm older can't you see
The history
This dying boy was me