A Broken Calibration of a Human Soul
Unraveling the Human Soul's Disillusionment
Lyrics
Your disappointments hang in a museum of your own regrets
Your disappointments are on display in a museum filled with your own regrets.
Locked in time, by a sense of pride, this is not who you were
Trapped in time, influenced by a sense of pride, the current state is not a reflection of your past self.
Now your memories are getting darker
Memories are becoming darker, possibly implying a negative shift in perception or experience.
They pull away while they're reaching for you
Connections are fading as people withdraw while still attempting to reach out to you.
This is not who you were
Reiteration that the current state does not align with the person you used to be.
No, no
Emphasizing the deviation from the past self.
This is not who you were
Continued emphasis on the divergence from the previous identity.
So, should I wait for something new
Contemplation on whether to wait for a positive change or witness a self-destructive process.
Or, should I watch you fall apart
Or, the alternative option of observing a disintegration.
How could I let it fall apart
Expressing regret for allowing a situation to deteriorate.
I'd say these words were an understatement
The spoken words are considered an understatement, possibly indicating a deeper, unspoken truth.
How much truth is lying to your face
Questioning the sincerity of others, suggesting deception.
These aches and pains are my time wasted
The physical and emotional pain experienced is viewed as time wasted.
I wonder if I'll ever feel sane again
Doubting the possibility of regaining a sense of sanity.
My blood is shared between the break
Blood is metaphorically divided among the fractures or breaks.
It separates and takes it's place
The separation takes its place, indicating a divergence of paths.
Beneath a vessel made of violent protest
Beneath a surface of intense protest or resistance.
My hands are cold and my tongue is tasteless
Sensations of coldness in hands and loss of taste in speech.
Concentrating on what's taking hold
Focusing on what is taking hold, possibly referring to a negative influence or force.
This disease will leave me faceless
A disease or affliction is expected to erase one's identity or face.
A broken calibration of a human soul
The central theme: a shattered calibration or alignment of the human soul.
This is not who you were
Reiteration that the present state is not reflective of the past self.
This is not who you were
Continued emphasis on the deviation from the previous identity.
This is not who you were
Further reinforcement that the current state is not representative of the past self.
This is not who you were
Repeated declaration that the present identity is not aligned with the past.
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