Hesitation Wounds
Navigating Shadows: Unveiling the Depths of Self in Hesitation Wounds
Lyrics
How I long for that final night
Expressing a desire for the final night, possibly contemplating mortality.
To meet the man that made me, and look him in the eye
Yearning to confront the person responsible for one's existence.
Peel back the layers of my heart, expose it's core
Describing a willingness to reveal the innermost layers of the heart.
Show them a side of me they've never seen before
Wishing to show a different, hidden side of oneself to others.
What if I never get better
Contemplating the possibility of not getting better.
Is all I have worth all that I've lost
Questioning the worth of what one possesses in comparison to what has been lost.
Who do I ask these questions
Uncertainty about who to turn to for answers to these existential questions.
The act of introspection
Reflecting on self-examination as an action.
Living in my own annihilation
Living in a state of self-destruction or obliteration.
Compassion fades to nothing
Noting the fading of compassion to nothingness.
Where does love go when it leaves
Pondering the destination of love when it departs.
All the voices repeat
Suggesting the persistence of certain influences or traits in oneself.
Now you're gonna be a little more like me
Anticipating a transformation, becoming more like someone else.
I just want to be like everyone else
Expressing a desire to be ordinary and like everyone else.
I just wanted to stand a fucking chance
Wishing for a fair opportunity or a chance in life.
We all have the ways that we survive
Acknowledging diverse survival mechanisms that individuals employ.
And I don't think that you're ready to see mine
Doubting the readiness of others to witness one's own survival methods.
It's not something I'm proud of
Admitting to something not worthy of pride.
But we're past that now
Indicating a transition beyond a point of no return.
Don't you think
Posing a rhetorical question about moving past a certain stage.
No more excuses to make
Declaring an end to making excuses.
There's not enough parts of me left to be changed
Expressing a feeling of being irreversibly changed, with parts of oneself gone.
Built on top of all my fucking mistakes
Built upon a foundation of personal mistakes, possibly expressing regret.
One last failure, between you and me
Acknowledging a final failure between the speaker and someone else.
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