Foreknown - Cathartes Aura (Vulture) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Eyes locked
Beak sharpened
Waiting for your dying breath so she can pick the carcass
Led you to the desert under false pretenses
You lower your defenses now you're trying to stay conscious
You flash back to a simpler age
You met a girl who in your book was on a similar page
From everything you saw, she was a little goodie two kicks
You'd hoped she'd infuse some notes into your music
With affection and public displays
Conversations for days
You hang up first you hang up first oh girl you crazy!
You never knew a love like this was so amazing
Then a homie pulled you aside and said she used to be his plaything
Straight poison, she's bad news homie
Ask the boys and they'll tell you that it's true homie
Everybody knows that she gets around
Her promiscuous behavior is the talk of the town
Her friends are now your friends and now your friends are on the back burner
You got the girl but took your social life committed mass murder
She's always hanging out with other dudes but you're
Not the type that wants to come across jealous or insecure
You sent her away with some of your hard earned cash
You got a bad feeling in your gut but maybe it's heartburn, gas
Or indigestion
Why would you even question her motives
She's never done anything to make you think she wasn't devoted
You get a text from her, "You rocked my world last night"
The only issue is you didn't see your girl last night
When you see her again you have a knockdown drag-out fight
Through crocodile tears she says she'll make everything alright
She flashes a smile and then she flashes some more
And then her clothes end up in a pile on your living room floor
She masterly circumvented all of your trust issues
All was forgiven once you gave in to your lust issues
She's getting all your time all your attention all your paychecks
Cause your a slave to sex
You jumped into an ocean of love
And now you're crawling through a desert of despair while she circles above

(Vulture calls)

Internally you want to curse her for the sin you're in
But then she kisses you and man she tastes like cinnamon
She says she misses you and man shes sounding genuine
But where the heck's that cinnamon when she's out with other gentlemen?
You know what you got is wrong so why are you defending it?
It's gone on way too long so why are you extending it?
Cause anytime you try to make any attempt at ending it
She ends up getting teary-eyed and you end up getting intimate
It's all her fault right? That's your attitude
It sounds familiar, you sound just like that Adam dude
Your inability to accept responsibility is killing me, so stop with all the moral platitudes
Before her you had an issue with porn
So detrimental that at times it made you wish you weren't born
You struggle with depression, tired and drained
Unaware the porn you're watching has rewired your brain
You don't search with your heart, instead you're searching for parts
When you met Little Miss So & So you added her to your cart
You tried to pretend that you didn't know her reputation
But you knew it and embraced it as an open invitation
Planted your flag, and staked your claim
Even though when you were getting down she often said the wrong name
That could all be overlooked as long as you could look her over
Cause her body was intoxicating and you were never sober
Kept her around so you could keep yourself addicted
And acted like you were the one that was being afflicted
Keep playing the victim but I can say with all certainty
That she was the one in the desert and you were the one above circling
Vulture