Union City Love - Crooked Frown [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Excerpts from UnReachable’s unreleased 2010 “Band Vlog”]

My name is mystical, you mess with me my pistol go straight to the crease on your head. Your little biscuit bowl ain’t enough to feed an army. So I take it that you is insane with that smart aleck wise crack directed at my heart. Thought that you could play the part. You was my homie but you stripped that title with your dark black colored hole called a soul. I meditate in the cold to unlock the secret doors only I hold. In my mind in a cavern so profound. I found myself a way to turn it all around. I burnt your future to the ground with my Wall of Sound. Want to touch the stars but till then I’m knocking underground

Union City Love, soaring like a dove. I’m floating up above, because I’m in love with music. I do it, I knew it changed every part of me. The second that I touched those keys, knew that I would believe its power. The power to feed the souls and devour the criminals. We empower the masses, I don’t need glasses to see that time passes and repeats. My speech impeached the one that it’s for, because you went and shut the door in my face

What a disgrace. Well good riddance. I’ma dislocate the trace that I shared with you. I had trusted you. So I’ll erase all the memories that we’ve been through. If we reconnect you best expect a difficult coup, because if you talk to me it’ll end finally. And it’ll mean
Something to me

[Excerpts from UnReachable’s unreleased 2010 “Band Vlog”]

But excuse me miss, what’s your name? Oh I forgot the only girl you’ve got is in video games. Hah! And I ain’t playing since you went and changed the game, just to chase a glimpse of fame. Who to blame, you to blame? So your grandpa was a mayor, I say here we nothing better than an empty shot glass at the bar. Screw your guitar. You’ve got skill with your hands but the man behind the stands got so cryptic. Even your fans don’t understand why you shut them out. Why you throwing round clout. Up in your Lambo in a suit, thinking you’ve got it figured out

I’m just saying that I lost you in your empty wealth. Can’t fix your mental health or even find true love without love from within. You up in strip clubs sipping gin, hoping you win a lap dance, a glance, maybe something more. I adore, what I implore to express the way that I see you, because how I see you is how you are its true. So change it. I challenge you to change your ways cause they overdue. Don’t know how you got this way but I’m telling you, again and again. But my friend since we done, go screw yourself. Till you wake up in your bed and realize what I had said was to help you out, not to spite you with doubt. Because I believe in the power of love

[Excerpts from UnReachable’s unreleased 2010 “Band Vlog”]

But you’re running and ducking saying you don’t need hugs. We’re all alone in this world, except the ones that we love. And since I ain’t one of these, I’ma let you fall and learn by yourself, since I tried to help. But your selfish ways got me in Sin City down a
Couple of G’s my wallet like Swiss cheese. And I hope you had fun
Because when the sun goes down, I am out. And I don’t doubt that you like it here. But I fear you go so down deep the rabbit hole you never hold dear the message I’m telling you this one weekend here

So black out black out, drink. Forget the years that I wasted with you, to end pitifully. You now mean nothing to me. With your crooked teeth. You got braces but the ugly lay underneath. I said patience is a virtue but you’ll be just fine. If you figure it out, listen to that sound. It’s called loyalty. And it’s missing from you. That’s why you’re missing from me. And if you don’t care, then it’s fine with me

But in this track right here is where I bleed. So heed this creed
Because I believe that if we open our eyes peace is all we’ll see. But we’re wearing rose tinted shades, drinking Ace of Spades. Spending time on ourselves, not on the future where we never know where we may be. So think especially before you act and maybe then I’ll listen to the, and forgive this travesty. But till then son, you’re just as good as dead to me