Текст песни и перевод на француский Ghostemane - Flesh

Flesh

Stuck. In. My. Mind
GET. ME. OUT
I been sad, I been tryna get a grip
I been getting mad at shit that don't make sense to me
If only you knew about my brain and everything that goes through it
Daydream about all the sex and the ritual sacrifice I could commit
Throwing your heart to Amitt
Kill the machines
Watching your world fall apart at the seams
What if they learned to breathe?
Upload my consciousness when I'm deceased
Around my neck, rep the crest, till I take a rest
Stuck. In. My. Mind
GET. ME. OUT
(Find a safe place)
GET. ME. OUT

Chair

Stuck. In. My. Mind
GET. ME. OUT
I've been sad, I've been trying to get a grip
I've been getting mad at things that don't make sense to me
If only you knew about my brain and everything that goes through it
Daydream about all the sex and the ritual sacrifice I could commit
Throwing your heart to Amitt
Kill the machines
Watching your world fall apart at the seams
What if they learned to breathe?
Upload my consciousness when I'm deceased
Around my neck, rep the crest, till I take a rest
Stuck. In. My. Mind
GET. ME. OUT
(Find a safe place)
GET. ME. OUT