CCC-P - Cynic [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Come back to me, my sweet...
I've gone to hell without you here
And I've cut myself and grit my teeth
If I'm insane, don't let me hear

So procreate
Your manifest is crumbling
Down I go, without you

You found someone else?
Yes, I can't move on
I'm not sure I know the truth


(don't sell yourself for this)
(you are mine)
(i am obsessed)
(with making you mine)


HE ASKED TO BUY YOU
WITH ME RIGHT THERE
THERE ARE MANY USES FOR THESE HANDS
I'M LOSING AIR
HE ASKED TO BUY YOU
WITH ME RIGHT THERE
THERE ARE MANY USES FOR THESE HANDS
I'M LOSING AIR

HANG
(don't see anybody else)
BANG
(i'm losing it without you)