Johnny Viti - Loner at Last [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Walkin on the edge like I don't give a fuck about death/
Everything I want I swear ta God that there's nothing left/
Doin what we do best, passin time until we die
Age is just a number, we conform to all the older lives/
Deprivation, layin faded, lookin up at constellations/
Everything is naked, like the way it was created/
Talkin to a ghost, and I asked him how he died/
He doesn't really boast, but he stared into my eyes/
He mimicked every move and when I did my best ta leave/
I noticed that he follows every step and breath I breathe/
The demon is inside, and I did my best ta hide/
But I guess I gotta face it, since it took over my mind/
Nothing is the same, and I know it's such a shame/
You be selling yourself short just ta get a better name/
And the culprit is the fame, you live and die by this game/
And you play it to be sane, in a world full of pain/

[Hook]
I'm a loner at last, fuck the world I'll watch it pass/
And once it stops spinning, then I'll finally turn ta ash/
I'm a loner at last/

[Verse 2]
I remember bein asked, what the hell I wanna be?/
I said an actor maybe rapper, then they said I had some heavy dreams/
I didn't really care about the things that they would say/
It's just all I really wanted was a person here ta share the pain/
Every night I'm here I'm fucking scared that I'll never make it/
And I'm shakin in my blanket, while i'm fighting off the desperation/
57 feet I'm off the ground I'm on a ledge/
If I take a sudden step to my left then I'm surely dead/
Thinkin if I made it, contemplating bringin buddies/
Even though if it was flipped, they wouldn't choose me over money/
And what's the point in livin if the risk is never there?/
I mean conforming to a life where not a single person cares?/
I'd rather be an inside coffin, than a cubicle or office/
Middle finger to the bosses, tellin me ta cut my losses/
Stuck inside a movie, 8mm, it's black and white/
50-50 roll the dice, will I get ta live tonight?/

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Windows up with the radio on, 3am I'm here again/
Destination unknown with the hopes that the road will never end/
You hold me, you mould me, you tryta make a copy/
I wouldn't fuckin have it, so the model now is sloppy/
You think you what's best for me, the opposite of ecstacy/
And everything you're doing? is only fucking stressing me/
I'm ignorant, and different, a loser and a loner/
So just call me what you want, but I'ma start my life all over/