Представляем точный текст композиции "Aspiring Sociopath" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Atmosphere . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Aspiring Sociopath» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Atmosphere передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Atmosphere - "Aspiring Sociopath"
Lyrics to Aspiring Sociopath : [Slug]: 7:30 AM, Alerted to life by a song on the radio The evening is over Another morning, another opportunity To do something progressive prove that hes worthy Up and out the door by 9 Oclock The sun is shining up and down the block Theres children in the corner waiting for a bus That will take them to school and exploit their trust He starts the car, sparks with one crank Its those good ol fashioned American mechanics And even though hed rather own a new import Its dependible and more important its all he can afford Stops by the coffee shop to pick up some smokes and a cup of Joe Back into the Ford with the windows rolled up So when the radio rocks he can sing along freely With the lights out its less dangerous At the top of his lungs the words burst through shameless Pushing that dream, trying to beat the time Oh well whatever nevermind Nothing else matters when your knifing through traffic Wishing it was a stickshift, its an automatic Listening to the road, voice of the nomad How hed love to leave drive away never go back Wheels keep on turning, turning turning and turning Alone is when he finally feels like a person Light another Nat Sherman Crack the window, feel the wind blow Serenity tenfold God bless whoever invented sunglasses And while your at save the saints that work the fast food drive throughs Objects are closer than they appear Cuz when your by yourself there aint one else to lie to Talk radio gets a lot of play in his vehicle It teaches him topics to dicuss with real people So when he stops to get gas or hit that coffee shop His neurotic ass can act like he knows a whole lot Pour some sugar on me, my counterfeit personality Hes a loner gotti, hes a rebel Hes gonna drive the escort to the middle of that meadow Thinking about how he can leave this city Fill the tank and towards the water hell flier Maybe he should just go get a picture at the CC And find a stool at the bar where he can stare at the TV Either way tomorrow will be just like today And thats all it takes to make the change He loves to drive more than he loves being alive And this town doesnt even know his real name It goes bye bye Miss American Pie Drove the Ford to the border to disturb the order If only that hed know that he wouldnt be missed Maybe then he could have grown to exist (repeated till the song fades) [ Aspiring Sociopath Lyrics ]
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