Idiot Stare — Saline tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Saline", wykonawca: Idiot Stare.
Tekst piosenki
Thin air in your hair brain
A mounting problem for your train of thought
Misstepping through the trip wires
A fallen arc of sweat and blood
Cheese dripping from the noose
You always were a fan of drama
And paid to see loved ones' decay
On a stage too high to reach
Blind and stinging, wet and barely living
Bound and insulated yet loose enough to lie
High and crying, wasted and dying
Made to believe there’s nothing much to like
It dawned the day you knew nothing
Remember how it burned your eyes
An epitaph for no one’s glory
Collecting spit from the world outside
Tilted, forced off your axis
Clenching, bound down to the edge
Relentless, overbearing in your nature
And you’ve always pretended to be somebody else
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
"Thin air in your hair brain"
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A fallen arc of sweat and blood
Ser kapie z pętli
Zawsze byłeś fanem dramatu.
And paid to see loved ones ' decay
On a stage too high to reach
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Związany i izolowany, ale wystarczająco luźny, by leżeć.
High and crying, wasted and dying
Made to believe there ' s nothing to like
Nadszedł dzień, w którym nic nie wiedziałeś.
Pamiętasz, jak wypaliło ci oczy?
Epitafium dla niczyjej chwały
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Przechylone, zepchnięte z osi
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Nieugięty, apodyktyczny w swojej naturze
A Ty zawsze udawałeś kogoś innego.