Scrutiny

Lifetime Scrutiny: Unveiling the Struggles and Revelations
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One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight

The counting suggests a passage of time, setting the stage for reflection.

Days go marching by

Time is progressing steadily, days are passing.

There and back I never wait for a confident reply

The speaker moves without hesitation, not waiting for reassurance.

Yeah, truth is stark and leaves its mark as limited constraints

The truth is harsh and leaves a lasting impact within defined limits.

And the most difficult part is accepting what the future may bring

Accepting an uncertain future is challenging, possibly the most difficult aspect.


It seems like a lifetime of scrutiny

A significant period of critical examination or judgment in life.

Wither the path, whether worth the fee

Questioning the chosen path and its perceived value or cost.

A lifetime of scrutiny

A continued existence marked by intense scrutiny.

And it seems as though I can't be sure of anything anymore

Expressing uncertainty about anything in the present.


One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight

Reiteration of time passing, now in years.

Years go flying by

The swift passage of years without hesitation or careful observation.

No one seems to hesitate or cast an earnest eye

People not pausing or looking closely at their actions.

Yeah, judgment comes in many forms but never scared or shy

Judgment is abundant but lacks fear or hesitation.

And the litany is long as the confidence is strong in their delight

The variety of judgments is vast, matching strong confidence.


It seems like a lifetime of scrutiny

A repetition of a prolonged period of critical examination.

Prejudicial waters wash over me

Prejudice affecting the speaker deeply.

A lifetime of scrutiny

A continued existence marked by intense scrutiny.

And the words just don't equate with sense of sanity anymore

Words fail to make sense, indicating a loss of understanding or rationality.


One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight

Another mention of time passing.

The faces and the names

Faces and names represent broken connections and shattered dreams.

Shattered hopes and stolen dreams and no one left to blame

The aftermath of shattered hopes with no one held responsible.

Yeah, is it possible to win this pointless mortal game?

Raising the question of the futility of life's struggles.

'Cause when death comes, it's swift; and, my friend, we end up all the same

Death is portrayed as swift, and in the end, everyone meets the same fate.


Oh, it seems like a lifetime of scrutiny

A return to a life filled with intense scrutiny.

Wither the path, whether worth the fee

Questioning the value or cost of the chosen path again.

A lifetime of scrutiny

A continued existence marked by intense scrutiny.

And it seems as though I can't remember anything anymore

A sense of memory loss or an inability to recall things.

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