Matt Burton - Paper Language [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Hold me baby
I just can't come down
Hold me baby
Hold me baby
Hold me baby
I just can't come down

(Actually, we're gonna switch this one up, yeah)

[Verse 1]
Problem is how the fuck
Am I supposed to get paid
Momma got my money but
I got none of it made
Cole made his songs in his bedroom and shit
So when am I gon' get some leg room in the whip
They make millies of music
So fuck why can't I
I stand on the ceiling
But still I can't fly
Guess me and the stars
Just don't see eye to eye
But someday I'll see my dreams
While my eyes are wide
Lemme get it

[Sample/Chorus]
Our love is over
Na na na
I could be rich
I could be rich
Our love is over
Na na na
We could be rich
We could be rich

[Verse 2]
Talk is cheap
And still teachers will preach
But the hallways in high school
Not my choice of scene
But for you
That was probably your cup of tea
While you hang by a neck tie
That's just how it seems
And it's hard
To dream 'bout gold and things
While trying to find all the silver linings
If I said fuck a paycheck
Then I'd be lying
Cause I cannot talk money
So how would the know what I mean

[Sample/Chorus x2]
Our love is over
Na na na
I could be rich
I could be rich
Our love is over
Na na na
We could be rich
We could be rich

And [?]
They minds filled with thoughts of payment
So I hope this pays off
And somebody plays this
Cause if I pass out
My guts on the pavement
I'd rather be on the beach
In St. Tropez
But now the trees loud
Just to keep my mind off it
Ask the pastor
Please how am I gonna make profit
Cause money trees would be better for my mind
But if backwoods[?] is easier to find

[Sample]
Our love is over
Na na na
I could be rich
I could be rich
Our love is over
Na na na
We could be rich
We could be rich