Isaac Barrow - Tonsils [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Looking for a place to fit in but don’t see any fitting rooms, looking for a life’s purpose following ingesting these ‘shrooms. Searching for meaning but only finding empty dictionaries, words fit into empty spaces on a wall and lie weightless despite the substance they carry

Life’s a bitch hardly worth trusting, so why would I call her trustworthy, life is a bic lighter with unlimited fluid that continues to burn me. Trying out instrumentals to see what liquid spills out of my mental, and spilling them on a pad even if they never escape the slavery of my tonsils