Translate for me, for me The heiroglyphs that mark this road, this road this stone of dirty gold of bones
Codeless thrones
Throneless kings
On sole less soulless shoes
Just loadless floating, open, coping, oh, I focus slow
But it’s only twenty to three
And I’m looking to see the sun
All I want is still free
I’m just living until its done
And I’m running on little sleep
And my memory’s pretty weak
But it’s only twenty to three
I’m just living until its done
Yeah I got a touch of the mad
Feel a brush on my back like
What’s that
Chilling with the dogs wrong pack
Long catch for a long shot
There are loads, love a long throw
Dodge shots from the long bow
Long quote, short aim
Wild route while they chose tame
While those chose same
While they chose sane
They must be deranged, change seek it Pieces of all that are needed believe this, leave it with me But it’s only twenty to three
And I’m looking to see the sun
All I want is still free
I’m just living until its done
And I’m running on little sleep
And my memory’s pretty weak
But it’s only twenty to three
I’m just living until its done
Yeah I got a touch of the mad
And I’m clutching to rags, I’m leaning on the edge of what I know
Leaning on the edge of what I know