Teddy Hyde - Presser Diamond Co. [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
The factory’s deep in a patch of trees, no path to lead you there, where I’m soot-clad seeking a masterpiece and it’s bad to breathe the air. But you’ll find in exchange with the violent arrangement I’ve made with these aisles of blind dedication, with the banging of carbon and the making of art, you have to relate to a diamond to make one

[Verse]
The steel hands in which coal is pressed are
Akin to those on a gold rolex
Without the role of a closing gap
I’ll grow old at the bowl-o-mat

All my coulds can’t adapt to cans if
I’ve got the goods but I lack demand
If I wait for the push of a passive hand
My greatest works will be accidents

But I’m no pro crow, I can only wing it for so long
When I’m low on coal I skip the shipments and go home
I’ll lay and shift in the blaze
If I’m unwilling to praise–



[Chorus]
Pressure!

[Verse]
What will be left of my breadcrumb trail?
The P.S. to my flesh E-mail
The brief message my headstone wears
Best be worth all the breath I’ve snared

Are these gems why I don’t fear death?
‘Cause I’ll descend into broken breath
My bones are but local guests
But my soul will be sold and kept

[Chorus]
Pressure!
Pressure!

[Outro]
Oh, crush me, oh, crush me, oh crush me alive ‘til I live!
Oh, I’ll let my body die
If my diamonds can survive
Forever
No pressure