Spike The Dragon - Press The Keys [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]

I'm tryin'a sing a song
But you won't sing along
And I don't know if it's cause I don't have the words right yet
Or it's not meant to be
Or if you're testing me
So I'll just press the keys
Until I get the words right

[Verse 1]

You're the girl I'm addicted to looking at
Quick fix and booking back, dip before she's looking back at
Hip-looking ass in sick kicks and crooked hat
Crooked teeth, crooked eyes, kicks it with crooks and daps, and
Took a cast many, but he never seemed to hook it, passed
Many looking Snooki, nah, never seemed to
Ring a bell for me, but for you? Look, it cracked
Like, Liberty
Significantly shooken and
Now I'm always texting you whenever it's possible and
Whether or not you respond determines my optical and
Sets it on optimism or misery, Conferencing
Visually is instantly flipping my friggin' switch, but I'm
Sitting and simply wishing residuals will come off of you
Cause if not, I'm just jogging on a toboggan and
You're probably mocking me
But that wouldn't be shocking, it happens often, see?
And it often seems

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I'm a stuck-in-the-middle kid, with a middling ignorance
And a middle finger, plus I'm a rapper, god damn it
I hate when I'm spitting into the flask, it's all stammered
But sometimes I hit it and fall back on the false glamor
Ball hammer in my mouth, stick around cause I can jam a scream
Spitting with a schism for the rhythm from a tambourine
Oh look, another teen rapper kid, sans a team
Tweaking in a speakeasy and far from Danny Tanner Themed
And you're a lamper dream, manifest destiny
With a ma'am manner that commands my damn chest to beat
I think I see a part of you that none the rest can see
I'm shakin' like an etch-a-sketch and drawing a blank
Because my lyricism always been the clearest prism, but in this
Delirious fear, what's clear is it's all in the bank
This song is the hardest one I think that I've ever written, this
Incision's so addicting, I'm just calling 'em cranks
I'm hauling this dank, just thinking how often I think you're pretty
Escaping from my thoughts like they're big as this New York City
And it's New Years' Eve, and when you hear this song
Maybe you'll hear me, Maybe you'll hear me tryin'a sing

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
No... you don't understand. You don't wanna be with me
You don't wanna be here when I'm tearing with some beer in me
And you don't wanna be here when I'm steering in a tealy jeep
With another beer in me, weirdos tearing seats in the back
Cause of touchy-feely me. But everything in the rear-view mirror be really sweet
Brick into the looking glass
Hiccups are for rookies, it's been a year and a fucking half
I'm sick of this crooked path, caution to the fucking wind
If I could find the words to make you understand
How much I panic when you're vanishing, I might just have some luck again
So all my pride and my ego, I'm gonna tuck it in
And crack my knuckles, and put some pressure above the pen, and...

[Humming]