New Vision Collective - Suitcase (Remix) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(With my suitcase always packed...
Just in case of attack... haha.)

[Verse 1: Ill-Noize]
Don't own a suitcase, it's just a backpack
But it fits the part... (smart.)
Stuff that bitch full of shit, til it barely zips, smoke a zip, kiss my bitch, then I'm out
Where do I start? (Hmm...)
Where am I going?
Seems I forgot...
Got so wrapped up in the midst of the chaos... that I got lost... (damn)
Move back, got a couple drinks and a few snacks, phone charger, change of clothes, couple tabs, backwoods, got like two packs...
Some Zig-Zags...
We out here... where exactly, I don't know
But we out here... what we about here
Good vibes, got no fear
Tattoos, but no tears
Good weed & good beer... (yup.)
Told her I need to breathe new air
Hop on a plane with no care, no destination
Fly away, a beautiful place could fix my frustrations, (mhmm)
Maybe a beach? maybe a lake?
Maybe a jungle, a great escape!
A paper plane, light it up & blaze!
Hop in the Jeep & just drive for days & days...

[Verse 2: Pat McCam]
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[Bridge: Ill-Noize & Pat McCam]
I'm talkin' all nighters, no one nighters
You know what the time is... (×2)

[Hook/Outro: Ill-Noize & Pat McCam]
I got to get away...
So sick of all the same damn faces...
I want to feel complacent 'bout the things I'm chasing, the west is calling out my name, yea...