Текст песни I Carry the Fire (Wettworker) с переводом

This is the song that I wish I wrote you sooner

But you’re dead now so the best that I can do here is write this shit down for

the kids of the future

I fucking miss you Metamechanic

Get up and panic

Fed up I had

I can’t stand it when I reminisce and remember that you’re no longer a member

of this planet

(Have you met that maker you abandoned?)

Don’t ever let them screws in your head when they beckon

I reckon that the second that you do you’re dead

Evil resolute will leave you feelin' destitute

From journal entries to exit wounds — I wish I could have rescued you

These problems and issues, I can’t solve them, it’s just you

But one can aspire to inspire a fire from the heart

'Case the smallest to the tallest flames all start the same:

With a spark

Start the spark and fan the flames

I’m set to set the world ablaze

They put a girl inside a grave

I’ll burn the world 'til they learn your name

Life will throw you to the wolves

So make that the crew you roll with

And liars conspire to throw you into a pit

So harness the fire and keep that shit lit

And at the bottom of that there murk

Don’t dare stop to survey the hurt

Get to work

Fan them flames

Burn them bridges to light the way

Learn to fight

Learn to write

Burn so bright you turn that night into a day

And whatever it is that you do

Don’t let the fire inside consume you

The lives you reside in are yours to define

Lies that are forced in are yours to deny

Yours to defy

Get pissed

Make that fist soar to the sky

And no shame is saying that you can’t

I’ll spare you the lies and not say it ain’t bad

And no shame in asking for a hand

I carry the fire for the friends who can’t, so —

Start the spark and fan the flames

I’m set to set the world ablaze

They put a girl inside a grave

I’ll burn the world 'til they learn your name

And they’ll tell you that their words count

But they’ll say anything and everything to make you doubt

That’s an effigy

A recipe for a rest-in-peace

A test of destiny: You let them in, the flames go out

Life’s a disaster and a catastrophe

Tragedy manufacturer acting at max capacity

If you don’t take it and punch in

Fake it

Unstable

Unable to function

It’ll be labeled as insanity

And the complacent don’t face it they just bend over and take it like

«Don't squirm, don’t fight, it’s your turn»

But suspension, rope, cable or beam

An urge to burn and some gasoline

Let the bridges we burn light the way forward

And no shame is saying that you can’t

I’ll spare you the lies and not say it ain’t bad

And no shame in asking for a hand

I carry the fire for the friends who can’t, so…

Start the spark and fan the flames

I’m set to set the world ablaze

They put a girl inside a grave

I’ll burn the world 'til they learn your name

Start the spark and fan the flames

I’m set to set the world ablaze

They put a girl inside a grave

I’ll burn the world 'til they know Christinne fucking Flynn

Never fucking tame

Start the spark and fan the flames

I’m set to set the world ablaze

They put a girl inside a grave

I’ll burn the world 'til they know your fucking name

What did you do to me?

It seems our future just ain’t what it used to be

You put a gun up to your head

Pulled that trigger

Put a hole in a community

Ain’t no shame in asking for help

The good say goodbye to mental health

These long sleeps and rude awakenings keep me repeatin' myself

But naw

You don’t get to choose

All you get to do is pick which way you lose

I will always miss you

My Sick Muse

Left with no choice

You decided on dead

But your guitar and your voice forever the noise inside my head

Like…

Misery doesn’t need anymore company

But we can’t leave it alone

Trippin' over all the problems in the world today

There’s one that we all know:

It’s that heavy hearts

Beat slow

We know that heavy hearts

Beat slow

Now you know

Now you know

The calm before your storm is soft

Silencing the black and white

Cracks on the road make a excuse

The drones are justified

Keeping time and setting trends

Conquered by the muse

Holding on and holding back

While it’s holding onto you…

You know your heavy heart

Beats slow

You know your heavy heart

Beats slow

You know your heavy heart

Beats slow

Now you know…

Now you know

She said «Get up

I haven’t even met you and I’m already fed up

Look at you sittin' here while there’s work to do

You can chit the idle chatter

Sit and chew the fat or come with me and get something that truly matters»

No joke, full-tilt infatuated

She spoke about the guilt that you hated

How could she have known?

So before the offer timed out

I decided to just head home

And brought her with me just to find out

A few years going and she takes up all my time

The few things that I owned are no longer mine

At any given moment that I have any currency

That damn woman acquires it with urgency

If I ever deviate my attention from her she demands its immediate retention

My line of sight, always lookin' to abduct it

Any quiet night and she’s quick to interrupt it

Often thought that she must hate me

I am knowing this is hopeless

Opposite of A.D.D.,

She forces me to focus

You don’t know the shit I have seen

She destroyed my relationship with every human being

For family and friends I have no time

Spending every single second and every single dime on the she that fills me

with more than a fear

Has the capacity to destroy my career

If I shed a tear, she’s provoked and deems it necessary to cemetary my hopes

and dreams

I’m stuck inside a flawed occupation

Less of a love, more hostage situation

Our catacomb of a home ain’t nothing high-brow

Stockholm Syndrome should have happened by now

She’s the first and last thing I think of every day

She’s queen and king and it’s safe to say

That it’s no use

And I can’t fight it

But to tell you the truth

I fucking like it

The Sick Muse of music

She’s a cruel bitch

She makes me do shit that’d make you sick