Monk - Forgive Me [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Am constantly stuck in a state of depression, the pain, it is endless
They gimme pills to kill the pain, but they're ineffective
So a sit clamped, don't know what the fuck to do
About ma life and how it got to the point that it's gotten to
People think cos am smiling am a happy guy
Oh am just happy-go-lucky until you pass me by
Then a frown recovers my face and I'm not surprised
That I always see myself dying under the greying skies
I don't care about a positive outlook
Cos I have nothing positive in my life to look out to
I've got music, oh great, a can shout a bit
Except no fucker ever listens anytime I spit some shit
I don't rap about dancing and prancing about In fancy cars
And having a laugh, with all the slaggy tarts
Perhaps a should, shit my views would double quick
Nah fuck that, I promise I will never be a sell out bitch

[Verse 2]
So I've to be sorry for being different?
Originality's a society sin, is it?
Well fuck you all, I will gladly be an outcast
To a system that demands that I've always gotta act hard
To fit in, I've to brag about posessions?
I'm abnormal without any celebrity obsessions?
Well that's fine, you can treat me how you wantae
But I'll never jump up, whenever it is you want me to
You can call me sick, cos I'm against illegal wars
Innocent humans all dying without a worthy cause
I don't use words that you lot sometimes attribute
To people that you force yourself to judge with stinking attitutes
But of course, I'm the one with the sick mind
Cos I laugh at offensive circumstances with a punchline
Nah you're right, I'll fuck off, so you can live free
Apologies for being different, please forgive me

[Verse 3]
I don't like religion, it's immoral to me
Hanging people cos they're gay, that is bollocks to me
In the same breath, there's paedophiles worshipped
Violence then erupts the minute criticism sufraced
Now a get branded with the stupid term "racist"
When a care more about your race than you do, face it
I supported kids from Africa to Pakistan
You gave up food, to please your fucking God at Ramadan
So who done more for your race, mate, tell me
I give as much cash as I can, I ain't wealthy
A few quid here and there, it all adds up
And you gave fuck all, stuck up cunt
So now you wanty put me down you're a hypocrite
Stop pretending it's the race I hate, fuckin sick eh it
It's religion am against, nothing more than that
So stop the shit from falling out your mouth, try check the facts