All My Friends Are Drunk
Introspective Revelry: Navigating Life's Ebbs and Flows
Lyrics
Do you think you know your sunday self?
Questioning familiarity with one's Sunday persona
there is not a pressure
No sense of pressure
feel like you are not in your body
Feeling detached from one's physical self
blissful but not numb
Experiencing contentment without being emotionally numb
i can feel tired it does not burden me
Not burdened by feeling tired
sometimes it’s like i don’t exist
Sometimes feeling like one doesn't have a presence or existence
peaceful skin on skin
Feeling tranquility through physical contact
everything feels how it should
Sensation that everything is aligned as it should be
all my friends are drunk
All friends are intoxicated
haven’t been wasted in months
Hasn't been intoxicated in months
which is why we never speak too
This sobriety causes a lack of communication
falling out of touch
Drifting apart from friends
do you think they understand it too?
Wondering if others understand this feeling
that wistful longing for what was
A nostalgic longing for the past
or is it all just in your head
Questioning whether these emotions are real or imagined
planted but nothing grew
Attempts made, but nothing developed
i miss home but i also learnt
Missing home but learning to find comfort elsewhere
how to create homes in places that i go to
Creating a sense of home in new places
stir of the tyne
Reference to a location, likely reflecting memories or experiences
after the cumberland
Mentioning another place, potentially carrying emotional significance
all my friends are drunk
Reiteration that all friends are intoxicated
haven’t been wasted in months
Continued absence of intoxication leading to disconnection
which is why we never speak too
Highlighting the resulting distance in friendships
falling out of touch
Further emphasis on drifting away from friends
it lies in quiet in the night time
A quiet sense of something lying dormant during the night
sixteen and burning candles low
Reflection on being young and burning through experiences
twenty three in hot water
Comparison of a later age to being in troubled circumstances
dead flowers on your window sill
Symbolic imagery of wilted flowers, potentially signifying lost vitality
i think i understand it now
Realization of a situation or feeling
that you’re not supposed to
Understanding that one might not be supposed to comprehend everything
i’ll never learn to be calm
Acknowledgment of difficulty in achieving calmness
the moon is a killer
Metaphorically portraying the moon as a destructive force
washes bodies to the surface
Describing the moon's effect metaphorically on revealing hidden aspects
how does anybody do this
Expressing confusion or disbelief at managing life's challenges
all my friends are drunk
Reiteration of friends being intoxicated
haven’t been wasted in months
Continued sobriety leading to a disconnected feeling
washes bodies to the surface
Repetition of the moon revealing hidden aspects
everything feels how it should
Feeling of alignment with how things should be
i can feel tired it does not burden me
Not feeling burdened by fatigue
sometimes it’s like i don’t exist
Recurring sense of not having a solid presence
blissful but not numb
Experiencing contentment without emotional numbness
everything feels how it should
Feeling that everything is as it should be
peaceful skin on skin
Sense of tranquility through physical contact
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