You're Better Heard

Echoes of Struggle: Unveiling the Meaning Behind 'You're Better Heard'
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Lyrics

Turn on this radio

Inviting the listener to turn on the radio

And you'll find all the stylings of

Radio plays various musical styles

All The demons that I've trapped inside

Reference to inner struggles represented as demons

They're cursed to sing my verse

The struggles are expressed through singing

As long as this whole universe

Commitment to express struggles as long as the universe exists

Keeps flinging its debris right at me

Facing life's challenges and obstacles

But heed this warning

Warning about supporting a challenging endeavor

That you'll will be supporting a

Caution about endorsing a difficult pursuit

Rusted pipe dream polished to shine bright

Describing a dream that appears promising but is flawed

For lack of better words

Using available words, despite their inadequacy

Another Swan song for the birds

Creating art that may be criticized or ignored

To pick apart if it even makes the charts

Questioning the success of the art on the charts


I am a slave to static waves

Feeling controlled by repetitive patterns

Picking strings and digging my own grave

Engaging in self-destructive behavior metaphorically

Hear the hymns of my demise

Hearing the music of personal downfall

Dance and sing until the sunrise

Celebrating the self-destructive actions until morning


This hearts a metronome

Heart symbolizes a consistent rhythm

I got One finger on the pulse

Awareness of one's own pulse and potential danger

And a trigger happy one upon this gun

Being ready to react swiftly

Can't afford to miss a note

Avoiding mistakes to maintain a coherent narrative

Or Else I'll have to write my own

Consequences of missing a beat and rewriting one's story

And bid farewell to everything I dwell upon

Parting with familiar things due to mistakes

This skeleton is held in tact but so abstract

Inner self is intact but misunderstood

From how I used to be but nobody can see

Transformation not visible to others

The cracks upon my mask

Hidden emotional struggles

The wear and tear with no repair

Experiencing wear and tear without remedy

So here I go; singing what I sow

Expressing oneself despite challenges


I am a slave to static waves

Reiteration of being controlled by patterns

Picking strings and digging my own grave

Repetition of self-destructive behavior

Hear the hymns of my demise

Repetition of experiencing personal downfall

Dance and sing until the sunrise

Repeating the celebration of destructive actions


I am a slave to static waves

Continued expression of being controlled by patterns

Picking strings and digging my own grave

Continued repetition of self-destructive behavior

Hear the hymns of my demise

Continued repetition of personal downfall

Dance and sing until the sunrise

Continued celebration of destructive actions

I am a slave to static waves

Reiteration of being controlled by patterns

Picking strings and digging my own grave

Repetition of self-destructive behavior

Hear the hymns of my demise

Repetition of experiencing personal downfall

Dance and sing until the sunrise

Repeating the celebration of destructive actions

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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