Papillon
Unveiling the Soul's Struggle: Absynthe Minded's Papillon Revelations
Lyrics
I see an allmost desperate world
I perceive a world that seems almost desperate.
I feel lonely, lonely
I experience a sense of loneliness.
She's so hot to make your flesh creep
There's a person who is intensely attractive and evokes a visceral reaction.
But she moves me, moves me
Despite the intensity, this person profoundly affects and stirs emotions in me.
I'm up tight, I'm allright
I am feeling tense, but overall, I am okay.
It's confusing, new sins
The situation is confusing, involving new moral or ethical transgressions.
I'm gonna let it all out tonight
I am going to express everything tonight.
Like a machine
Comparing myself to a machine, I am constantly active without rest.
I never sleep
I don't experience moments of sleep or rest.
The weary night
The long and tiresome night is emotionally draining.
Kills me inside
It is causing inner turmoil and distress.
If you feel the ground shift, walk on by
If you sense a shift in the environment, ignore it and continue walking.
Slowly, slowly
Advise to take it slow and steady.
If no one answers you calls it's allright,
If nobody responds to your calls, it's acceptable.
They're just busy, busy
Others are occupied and engaged in their own affairs.
You're uptight, you're alright
You may be stressed, but overall, you're fine.
It's confusing, new sins
Similar to earlier, there's confusion involving new moral or ethical transgressions.
Gonna let it all out tonight
Expressing everything tonight is emphasized again.
Expressing understanding towards someone.
You're afraid of yourself
Recognizing the fear within oneself.
Stuck in a rot
Feeling stuck in a repetitive and unproductive cycle.
Where is the love?
Pondering the absence of love in the situation.
I understand
Reiteration of understanding someone's fear of themselves.
You're afraid of yourself
Reiteration of recognizing the fear within oneself.
Stuck in a rot
Reiterating the feeling of being stuck in a repetitive and unproductive cycle.
Where is the love?
Repeating the contemplation on the absence of love.
Like a machine
Similar to earlier, comparing oneself to a machine that never rests.
I never sleep
Reiteration of constant activity without moments of sleep.
The weary night
Repetition of the tiresome and emotionally draining night.
Kills me inside
Emphasizing the internal distress caused by the night.
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