Barberryans
Lost in the Abyss: Unraveling the Turmoil of Berried Alive's 'Barberryans'
Lyrics
I fucking lost it
I have completely lost control or composure.
I fucking lost it, never had it all along
I never possessed control or composure from the beginning.
Give me a do over, I'll still get it wrong
If given a chance to start over, I would still make mistakes.
Break me apart, bring me back where I belong
Break me down and bring me back to where I belong.
Reckless, cold, and heartless, spiraling darkness with no pending dawn
Feeling reckless, cold, and heartless, lost in a dark and endless spiral with no hope for a new beginning.
I fucking lost it
Reiterating the feeling of having completely lost control or composure.
I fucking lost it
Continuing to emphasize the loss of control or composure.
Wish I could find a way out
Expressing a desire to find a way out of the current situation.
I fucking lost it
Repeating the acknowledgment of losing control or composure.
I fucking lost it
Again acknowledging the complete loss of control or composure.
Wish I could take the blade out
Expressing a wish to remove a metaphorical 'blade,' possibly a source of pain or self-destruction.
I fucking lost it, growing toxic from the guilt
Acknowledging personal growth in a negative, toxic direction due to guilt.
I feel the clock tick turning caustic as I wilt
Feeling time ticking away, turning corrosive, as one withers under the pressure of guilt.
Pain for the pills, where the fucks the life I built
Suffering for the consequences of taking pills, questioning the value of the life built.
Call off all the searches, I know exactly where all the blood is spilled
Calling off any search for a better life, accepting the awareness of where one's mistakes have led.
Time to confess
Deciding it's time to confess and be open about inner shame.
Clear away all shame I've kept inside
Cleaning away the shame that has been kept hidden.
Life is a mess
Acknowledging that life is messy and chaotic.
Out in the open no emotion left to try to hide
Being open and honest, with no emotions left to conceal.
Life is a mess, it's imperfectly fine
Accepting the imperfections in life as something fine.
We've all got regrets and they stay close behind Just polish each moment and hope that it shines
Everyone has regrets, but it's essential to cherish each moment and hope for its brightness.
My life is a mess but I guess that it's all mine
Despite life's messiness, acknowledging ownership of one's life.
Life is a mess, it's imperfectly fine
Reiterating that life is messy, but it's imperfectly acceptable.
We've all got regrets and they stay close behind Polish each moment and hope that it shines
Emphasizing the universal experience of having regrets but encouraging the polishing of each moment.
My life is a mess yeah my life is a mess
Affirming that personal life is chaotic and messy.
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