Scheduled Devotion - Любовь по расписанию

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"Scheduled Devotion" - драматичное размышление о потере искренности в эпоху культа потребления. Через резкие образы и тягучий гитарный грув автор показывает внутренний тупик двух людей, чьи отношения превратились в рутину "по расписанию". Песня иронично обличает человеческое тщеславие, заставляющее совершать бессмысленные поступки ради одобрения окружающих, и призывает сорвать маски ради спасения живой человечности.

[Intro]
Listen to me.
Folks think circling a date in red on a calendar brings 'em joy.
But real devotion ain't a scheduled holiday.
It's a full-time, working-class grind.

[Verse 1]
A hundred roses. A massive bouquet.
I waited for a kiss, but you looked away.
Handing over flowers like paying a toll.
Staring at your screen with an empty soul!
(Empty soul!)

The usual barter. You demand your fee.
Frozen like a stone, looking right through me.
We sit at the table, but the feelings are gone.
Paying our dues while the show goes on!
(Show goes on!)

[Pre-Chorus]
Watching the clock, running blindly in the dark
Meeting the quota without a single spark!
It ain't about the truth, we just keep the facade
Playing our parts in a beautiful fraud!

[Chorus]
Scheduled devotion!
Our daily excuse!
We forgot the melody, but we shout abuse!
Sit on command! Pour the wine in the glass!
Living by rote while the hollow days pass
(Hollow days!)
Scheduled devotion!
Following the blind!
We celebrate it all, but leave our hearts behind!

[Verse 2]
The winter is over, the party is dead.
You jumped in the freezing river, lost your head!
Below twenty degrees, plunging under the ice.
Fell sick in bed, what a proud sacrifice!
(Sacrifice!)

My spiritual fast is a diet for the scale.
Praying for a bracelet, setting up the sale.
Looking for a gift, a golden souvenir.
Trading it all for an empty veneer!
Quiet in the room, with a mask on your face
Forgot the reason why, but we're running the race!

[Bridge]
A crumpled price tag...
A shiny paper bag...
A survival kit for a love that drags.
We're trying to hide that the fire is gone.
Taping up a fake smile to carry on.
But the tape got wet, and the walls fell flat!
Ain't nobody moving forward, nobody going back!
(Going nowhere!)

[Chorus]
Scheduled devotion!
Our daily excuse!
We forgot the melody, but we shout abuse!
Sit on command! Pour the wine in the glass!
Hiding our truth while the hollow days pass!
Scheduled devotion!
Following the blind!
We celebrate it all, but leave our souls behind!

[Verse 3]
We hide our bankruptcy behind the red ink!
Driving another nail, watching it sink.
A comfortable reason to ignore the void.
Building a cage where our hearts are destroyed!

Without these fancy dates, our love is on the rocks.
I buy another present just to check the box.
Seeking the applause, rolling loaded dice.
You're either human... or you pay the price!
(Pay the price!)

[Pre-Outro]
I'm sick and tired of the fake routine!
Where every single move is for the machine!
Tearing off the page! Starting from scratch!
To live a life that's real, there ain't no catch!

[Outro]
The party is over. The ice melts away.
The calendar pages start to decay
Don't need the glory of an empty page.
Being human... is a full-time trade.