Mat Lee - Bubble Bursting [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

When we first met you know before bubbles bursted
Whip needles behind our back both doing the bursting
Then I burst in cursing the worst men
Like me who gotta try to find that first in

I shoulda coulda woulda no time too busy working
Sure sometimes that shits on purpose
Year after year of being mister at your service
All the while still dealing with these serpents

On the surface cool calm collect
Eyes darting around with every synapse I connect
Searching for that fake piece of perfect
The jerk gets paid just enough to be worthless

Bedrooms grow bored of our bitches
Damn girl we even got the kitty throwing hisses
No love when I’m busy breaking dishes
So fake the good shit or move on with your business

LADADADA

And when I come home to cold empty apartment
Time to depart from the rat race of art it
Falls apart from the cracks in the parts
That’s how it starts now the mansion is ours

Lemme be honest I ain't got no plans
To trip and fall into a whirlwind romance
No chance, too tired to slow dance
Smoke, mirrors, and a couple little programs

Poison when a few of our genes mix
Bones picked clean by this little double helix
Found in the mud over millions of years
Evolve or die no room for the in betweeners

We know best how to hide our fears
Test the poor then stream line their tears
And make love on the backs of those
Who've come before us to tax our shows

So tonight whats on the tv
Another sad story trains sheep when their sleeping
A jaded war cry escapes from lips
So all the fall guys break the whips

My eyes are red my guns are bloodshot
Pin pointy pupils staring at these bad mugshots
Back and forth the have and have nots
Argue over who can slam the slap shots

I shoulda coulda woulda read a book or two and
Put a bigger piece of my heart into the book of me and you
Seeing true blew past the warning signs
On my way to leap off the bridge for the fourteenth time

Tonight lets kill the tv
Hot chop cable till the blood can see me
Seething over sin conceiving
I’m in it to win it to change what your reading

So tonight what's on the tv
Another sad story train sheep when their sleep
A jaded war cry escapes from lips
So all the fall guys break the whips

I shoulda coulda woulda read a book or two and
Put a bigger piece of my heart into the book of me and you
Seeing true blew past the warning signs
On my way to leap off the bridge for the fourteenth time

Tonight lets kill the tv
Hot chop cable till the blood can see me
Seething over sin conceiving
I’m in it to win it to change what your reading

You are, I mean... You are reading?