Текст песни: The Great Depression + перевод

If not now then when

I’ll never be any younger than I am today

I’m never gonna put down the pen

But I know there’ll come a time when it really is too late

But, uh

The words taste sour in my mouth

And I barely got the power to spit ‘em out, man

15-year-old me’d be pissed right now

That haughty little fucker like, «We missed right out»

On everything that was owed him

Told himself he’d be golden

Show ‘em all he was chosen

Bold until he was frozen

And the precipice is terrifying

And I had my share of dare defying

Before I even begin

And if you don’t try you don’t win

But if you don’t try you don’t lose

And the dream doesn’t conclude

So I do just enough to prove I haven’t given up

And yo, I’m not a starving artist, rather live it up

And that means day jobs and paid sound gigs

Wrong side of 30, homey, it’s time to get grounded

Put the microphone down, kid

If it was gonna happen it would’ve happened by now, shit

Though I know I’m bound to settle down, right now the sound is

Sounding astounding, but at the same moment

Head is pounding, feel like I’m drowning, sorta sounding

Lame don’t it, won’t it inevitably come down to this:

Rebound or cease to exist

Hey there, what are you waiting for

Why would you close the door without even trying

Hey there, why would you waste your time

Looking for all the signs that you should go home now

If not now, then when

I’ll never be any younger than I am today

I’m never gonna put down the pen

But I know there’ll come a time when it really is too late

Wait

I never said that I wanted to hate

Wanted to be the one in the rain in the desperation

The game, the hustle, the muscle, the tussle, the struggle

The running and running and then when it’s done it’s just done, and

You’re lucky my mother is still alive

‘Cause if she wasn’t I’d come at you all at the same time

And kamikaze Comic-Con

And then I’d probably run up on the worst super villain that ever did come

Call it pride

The one deep inside

The one that rather die for a reason than live with a lie

The one that come at morning, the one that come at night

At 1 o’clock in the morning, it’s all the same time

The thing that breaks mirrors, the thing that makes men

If you don’t hear I’ll repeat it again

The thing that makes mirrors, the thing that breaks men

If you don’t hear you are shit out of luck

How the hell am I just supposed to sit up on the steeple

Ringing on the bell, the ne’er-do-well to raise the people

Got everybody wondering and people wanna know

What’s the secret ingredient to the square root of the flow

So I tell ‘em but I really keep the secret to myself

‘Cause I want to be the kingdom, all you people go to hell

A sailor on the water, I ain’t gotta make a choice

‘Cause as long I’m on the water, I ain’t gotta make a choice, do I?

But a voice and a horse is a horse, of course

It’ll never divorce from the victim’s remorse

So force your hand as much as you can

And every chance you get, ask again:

If not now, then when

I’ll never be any younger than I am today

I’m never gonna put down the pen

But I know there’ll come a time when it really is too late

Hey there, what are you waiting for

Why would you close the door without even trying

Hey there, why would you waste your shot

Give it all you got and get yourself flying

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