Senses Fail - Irony Of Dying On Your Birthday [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]

Just know we are a speck in time
So follow your bliss and destroy the beauty

[Hook]

I'll lock myself alone in a room
Drink until the clock strikes noon
With just a pen, a pill, and some paper
And maybe I will write a sad song
Or another cliché poem
Of the person that I long to be

[Veres 2]

I wanna die like Jim Morrison
A fucking rock star
I wanna die like God on the cover of Time
Just a blink and it's gone
So baby pour some fame in my glass
So kill the forest and destroy the beauty

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Colors blind the eyes
Sounds deafen the ear
Flavors numb the taste
Thoughts weaken the mind
I'll attack someone with a switchblade knife
So that I can see their pain
I choose to be a serial killer
Because the victims don't get any fame

[Hook]

Just know we are a speck in time