Park - Pomona For Empusa [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Are we still connected or was it just a plot
To get yourself off, and hope that I'm not
Listening when it happens
(she said)
I can't begin to say how sorry I am
I never ment for this to happen
Sun goes down, the knife come out..

I'm on the island you left me on
Such a sickend strip of sand;
No lifeboats, no getting off

We give up, we give in, we take what we can;
We're trapped deep without a second chance
We give up, we give in, withought blinking;
Jesus Christ, what was I thinking?

Are these lungs desperatley filled by someone
Charming and sad
Because you know your lover
Won't be back?
Are these words useless and absurd?
Such a sight of this
Makes the harbor and the water sick

Shall I stay rejected or in a drunken song?
Like a bitter old man sunk in his fangs
Try not to get caught
(he said)
I know you didn't miss the sound that I made;
It's simple, it's sad, and easy to fake
Live wits down, the knife come out

I'm on the island you left me on
Such a sickend strip of sand;
No lifeboats, no getting off

We give up, we give in, we take what we can;
We're trapped deep without a second chance
We give up, we give in, withought thinking;
I'll be there the night you go down

Are these lungs desperatley filled by someone
Starving and sad
Because you know your lover
Won't be back?
Are these words useless and absurd?
Such a sight of this
Makes the harbor and the water sick

I understand your reasons
For this awkward dance
I'd leave me, too
If I thought I had the slightest chance

I cry loud to these sheets they grip back tight
Fall asleep to the sound of my own life
If I drink this bottle fast enough
I might get lucky and won't wake up. [x2]