ScottWaldo - TwoTwentyThreeElevenExtendedVersion [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Got A Hand Full Of Stones And A Pond Full Of Ripples
Now I'm Lonely On Strolls Should Have Just Kept It Simple
Way Too Complex To Solve As My Pen Slowly Scribbles
Would You Pick Up For Calls Let That Ring Back Tone Linger
I Can't Write About Love Or Hit notes Like A Singer
Hit Dial And Hang Up Hand Music Her trimmers
I've Waited So Damn Long Still Pushing For 10 Year
I'm Living Just For You Never Been So Damn Unclear

Emotionless Heartless Not Dropping Not One Tear
I'm Living Right threw Hell With Nothing Left To Fear
Once Hopeless romantic Now Letting The Flames Sear
Conflicted afflicted Poetic Drums Roll Hear
Your Voice Mail One More Time I'm Trippin Between Stares
That Lead Out The Door Way And Skate Till I Don't Care
I'm whaling Threw Tantrums While screaming life Ain't Fair
They've Stolen Life From Me Let See Where Papers Trail


Two Twenty Three Eleven, What Do I Have Left
A Lot Of Stress; No Friends, Last Cigarette
Sitting With A Pile Of Papers;That Reaches To My Neck
Hating Every Minute I'm Missing, Loving This Emptiness
Knitting Our Quilt Of A Vision, I Hate To Be Depressed
Rhythmic With The Rhymes; That I've Written
Stuck On The Qualitative Cryptic With The Lyrics I'm Spitting
Just Want Your Happiness