Sp00kytooth - Vultures [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I got these vultures caving in man
I got these vultures caving in
I feel them pecking picking in my skin
Replace my moral tissue with sin

Insert the thirst
Expect the worst

Replace your friends second and third with contact vacancies

Delay your heartbeat

Equivalent to tendrils of a creature in the ocean thrashing
Tear apart your stubbornness to let live
Let love
Make love
Yes

Irregardless of your preferences

It’s the actions that make sense
It’s the small things that amount to
It’s the tall things you look up to
Grain of sand beneath your plants roots to aim their vertical love skyward

I’m energetic for the things I find important like my family
Even when it’s not reciprocal
It is the visual
It interests you
Envision all that you could amount to
Deep vision for your home roots

I believe I believe
Believe in me and what I do
Do what you do
Be what you do
Chronically in love with your Confucius-Ideology
You haunt me in ways I can’t conceptually
Uhh visually
No physically

It’s permanent to feel embraced by darkness
If you feel it pertains to this then speak for them
They know not what they do, but they commit the crime with such satisfaction that it’s staggering to watch them rape and pillage in the streets

(Test your understanding
Branch out past your surroundings
BLEGH)

I got these vultures caving in man

Please understand me
When I’m being victorious, explore me
When I’m conflicted, conform me
When I’m anxious, belay me
When I’m content, contend me

I’m too honest for my own sanity
I’m ambivalent to pretending
I find it awesome
Yesterday was the best day I’ve ever had

If you’re going to kick authority in the teeth
You might as well use two motherfucking feet with bedrock bricks for cleats

When the swamp of cranial dystrophy tastes the sweetest
You’ll find me in the back of the line with an escape plan diagram, while the Golden Ticket holders eat the samples

Now make a choice, big boy
(Choose one!)
What’s it gonna be? (One of three)
Are you gonna soak in it while the swamp water’s still warm?
Are you gonna provoke the Voodoo Shaman, or will you fall comply and conform as your father did before you

Any resemblance to that man is purely unusual
I fit his role like a square peg in a circle hole
And I’ll speak on and on and on
Pick the scab of insecurity off the skin that’s always safe from harm

Slip back into a cacophonous wall-of-sound pattern
Eat flesh, rinse guilt, eat flesh, grey matter

Increase capacity to then identify my vanity
(Where’s my vanity?!)
It’s been tainted by a one-sided mirror in my pocket
On the other side is a belated birthday present full of endless smaller boxes
(Joy not derived from opening the biggest box)
Joy is compiled of the vacancy that occurs when you no longer need to alter the plot