Nemesiidae - Petrichor [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Nemesiidae]
I need to hold your hand sometimes to not feel like the Earth is tumbling underneath me
(As if) I don’t just covet discreet things
(As if) one day I won’t lean into one window and then go
Billow, simple sinews; fibrous, vibrant
I dent my own life, went my own hype, this side-bitch tyrant
(As if)
It was you in the back of my mind when I sip coffee now
You who once called me about haunted howls
You who will practice blowjobs until the world’s blotched
You who stabbed coitus until it froze, watch; bold, got; no crotch
Could hold us, and so what
It’s bogus, when no one
Wants nomers in focus, reloaded
But Bill’s zoned-in, exploded
Fuck this — we know it
As ruckus, (uplift)
Til one has enough (drum kits)
To get loud (Sputnik)
To pet proud (loves chick)
To wet now (fucks bitch)
Like I said fuck this