Pseudoubt - 1236 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

One half unidentified
A positive, brown hair, blue eyes
Wouldn't even know it's do or die
Hail Mary pass to the plastic
I wouldn't be alive if it weren't for this
But the purpose is
Likely monetary
I might be wrong but that's me
I fight for calm but that seeds been planted
Damned to grow into a tree
I can't explain what I am unaware of
A bird or a plane or a dove
Is it anger or love
Passion, hatred, or none of the above
Fashion statement in place of a tug of war
Less is more til the captain is overboard

Swept out to abyss
One way search party
Law contradicts
But even if it wasn't prohibited I would still need to consider if the intimate nature of that interaction is
Something that I could have actually lived with
This tidbit is riveting I admit that the splinter cell quibbing quells my living hell
Quick to the ever so well rounded infidel
Smell my breath
And tell me if there's a hint of longing
It's a fawn over spawning type deal
Like peeled fruit
These roots have plenty water but

Yet to shoot
Let's review
With a fodder outnumbering more than the average
I could not have bit off more than I can chew
I have news for all of the cynics who thought it perverse
I have been nurtured for better or worse
I am not perfect but I have an adverse effect on the vermin that scour the earth
For what it's worth
I have a permanent scar where a gap in the armor was
Garnered a document over a decade late
By then it was hard to relate
Sour at first but I still am traversing the angles and curves of the aftertaste
Fascinating use of underscores
My lord
Why would we

Bore all the peasants
With pleasantries anyway
Skeptical even of tropical getaways
It more than amazes some
I'm sure that a blazing gun
Is poor form
Fore lorn
We're born out of the womb and soon we shall return
Spelunking hunter gatherers
And sperm cell research
The curtain call is a knee jerk
Length up
I've said much too much
And tuck
Roll
One toll too many and you're empty handed
Not a penny since we branded you in darkness while you shoot
Threw the dart and flew the coup

A simple patern
Never to be solved
The faces I will never
Never recognize
They haunt me

A gift embodied
Out of innocence
The places I have never
I have ever been
They call me

Impartial only
To a small extent
My skin is yours
Each hair
Each pore
One memory more