Peaches
Unveiling the Depths: Adequate Phil's Poetic Journey
Lyrics
Well ya know ya better cork it, when it's about to pop
Caution is advised when a situation is about to escalate.
When it bubbles out how to make it stop
Addressing the need to control or stop a situation before it gets out of hand.
How to make it stop, and I
Reiteration of the importance of stopping a problematic situation.
You text sup, I don't know
Confusion in responding to a text message containing "sup" (what's up).
What to say, I'm headed home right now
Expressing uncertainty about what to say while on the way home.
Do you want to come or do you want to stay
Offering options to either accompany or stay, seeking a decision.
So please, oh please, start peeling it apart
Pleading to analyze and understand a situation thoroughly.
When to start
Emphasizing the importance of determining the right time to act or start something.
When to start
-When to start
-Dilly-dallying like
Indulging in procrastination or hesitation.
Ba-da-ba-da bum bum bum bum bum ba da
Playful musical interlude with no specific verbal meaning.
Dilly dallying like
Reiteration of indecision or delay in taking action.
Ya know I'm gonna kick that can down the road
Expressing a willingness to postpone dealing with problems.
Where it'll stop nobody really knows
Uncertainty about the outcome or resolution of a situation.
(Well it's a computer on paper, I agree)
Reflection on the unpredictable nature of life, likened to a computer on paper.
The things I need are the ones I lose
Acknowledging that valuable things are often lost in the pursuit of one's needs.
It all plays out no matter what I choose
Acceptance of life unfolding, regardless of choices made.
There's a fire inside that breeds abuse but I bottle it up to avoid it
Internal struggles and conflicts that are suppressed to avoid confrontation.
The sky is blue but it turns black too
Contrasting the serene sky with the potential darkness within.
My soul boils inside of a space that's new
Describing inner turmoil within a new and unfamiliar space.
So I wrap it up tight, hide it from the light
Protecting and concealing inner struggles from external scrutiny.
But still hand it over in lieu
Sharing inner struggles reluctantly.
Of the same short fuse that sparks me off
Referring to a short temper that ignites easily.
Grab a hold of time, but it pops me off
Attempting to control or grasp time but facing difficulties.
The manic inside always flips the switch to override
An internal struggle where impulsivity overrides reason.
I keep wasting away all alone
Experiencing a gradual decline or wasting away, possibly in isolation.
Lost in a memory I barely recall
Being immersed in a fading memory that is becoming distant.
The signs in my life constantly evolve
Acknowledging the evolving nature of signs or circumstances in life.
Sinking to the bottom with a heart made of gold
Sinking into despair with a heart that retains its intrinsic value.
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