Jacob Nash - Ecclesiastes [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

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I don't need the fame and you can keep the wealth
Because a million dollars never pays for itself
Everything is in vain when you only think of yourself
I need something to live for; something bigger than myself

[verse 1]
Listen up everybody, because I've got to say something
It seems like everybody gets worked up over nothing
Why worry about now when today won't affect tomorrow?
Why be cheerful today when tomorrow's full of sorrow?
Why be so obsessed with your possessions and whatever?
Why even bother with quality of life, because it doesn't matter
No matter how nice your life is, it'll end the same way
And you better pray, cause you could die any day
It doesn't even really matter if you die sooner or later
Life sucks too much to look forward to a future
That's right, life sucks. It sucks so much
That I'd trade a whole year for a couple of bucks
And I honestly don't care much for money either
If you could save me time or money, I would probably choose neither

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[verse 2]
My life used to be worth living for, but it isn't anymore
I just want to restore it to how it was before
I've come to abhor waking up like it's a chore
I don't even have anything worth waking up for
Life sucks for me now and it'll suck tomorrow too
Death is the only thing I look forward to
Kill me now. I'm a Christian. I just want to go to heaven
I want this misery to end. "When will it end?" is my only question
I want to be with God at peace. I want all this pain to cease
I want to fall asleep at least and then stay asleep for weeks
Maybe in my dreams, everything could be alright
With nothing distressing in sight and my future looking bright
Then, maybe I could wake up when my life is better
Or better yet, maybe I could stay asleep forever

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[verse 3]
For the rich, I've got something to say to you
I know you do not want to live like the poor do
You only live once, so don't get offtrack
Take everything you can and never give anything back
They say whoever dies with the most toys wins
So steal all that you can and multiply your sins
Gather everything that you can get your filthy hands on
Get all the money you can get before you're gone
Make the best of all that life puts you through
But it doesn't really matter how well you do
Because there will always be people greater than you
And just like the poor, those people kill themselves too
Try this, die young and have a good-looking corpse
Your corpse is all you have that'll last, so that works

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[verse 4]
Why care about anything when everything is in vain?
All this futility is driving me insane
Life's so lame. It's a joke and it's a shame
Real life is the same as a video game
It's an arcade. Everyone has the same aim
They just want to see their name in the hall of fame
All that everybody wants is to be rich and famous
But the poor remain poor with no monetary changes
When somebody actually does make it, then he sees
That being wealthy isn't really what it's worked up to be
He thought that the money would make him happy
But now he doesn't even have any privacy
There's the paparazzi and other enemies
And even his owns fans won't give him any peace

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