Tyler Luke - Pulchra [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse 1: Tyler Luke)
I feel like Ian Curtis in May, hanging on my own mind
I feel like Joaquin Phoenix, can't figure out my own signs
I feel like bonvin in 86 or Christ on the crucifix
Trade my Volvo for a hearse and crash on Route 66
Look out, reality is coming around to summon you now
And you think you're yelling loud but no one is hearing your sound
Even the people that believe in fate
Still look both ways
Those who worship a god still fear their last day
Taking over the Egyptian military
Blood stained memories
Filibustering the system with my rhymes and my melodies
Is this what it's like to live in the paranoid mind like this
The super ego died and my ego only does whatever the id is
Walking, pondering, prowling finding what the meaning of life is
Respecting and reminiscing what the remnants of my life is
Walter freeman follows me, lobotomy my artery
Ice picks in my eyes, conscious with a thousand eyes on me
Scientology folly flooding through the mind of maverick
She won't call me so I'm wish on shooting asterisks
Reciting Figaro, memorized by the bass line of Accordion
I have even more wax than the parents of Lizzie Borden
No hooks on this track, pass the mic and tell the story again...
No hooks on the track, gonna blow up like a thorough-pin