Social Anxiety - Tales From the Astral Plain, Pt. 1 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I sold you suicide for a rip off price
Bathed you in lies so you wouldn’t survive
Lowered your highs so you couldn’t thrive
Filled you with lows so you wouldn’t suffice
But you came at me like a lunatic with a knife
Armed and ready to fight for your life
Because my pessimism is rife
I should’ve just tried to abate your strife
I blame myself for your own blight
You just wanted someone to last the night
Someone to hold you close and say everything’s fine
Because everything was always far from fine
Believe me, I wanted to be that guy
But sherm took a hold of both of our lives
And turned us into skeletons brought to life
By the embalming fluid that got us high
I’m a shell of myself hung from neon lights
On my heart reads a no vacancy sign
But you ignored that fact when you came inside
And turned my world inside out that night
I only wish I could’ve held on a little longer
Maybe then you wouldn’t be lyrics in a song or
Halfway between dead and gone or
A poster child for drug use gone wrong
You’re a human with survival intentions
With a cancer in you spreading like an infection
I’m humane with my brand new methods
Hellbent on understanding our misdirection
I’m sorry for always leading you on
I’m sorry for letting you get caught up in that storm
But my sorry’s are getting old and worn
And the fabric between you and I is torn