Caving In

Struggling Minds: Battling Demons in a Chaotic World
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Lyrics

It?s hard to say what's real these days

Expressing difficulty in discerning reality in the present times.

My mind can be a dangerous place

Describing the mind as a potentially dangerous and tumultuous place.

She?s too naive for suicide

Characterizing someone as too innocent for suicidal thoughts.

But god I wish that bitch would die

Expressing a strong negative emotion, wishing harm upon someone.


Give me, give me, give me, give me a reason

Requesting a reason for the narrator's recurring sleep disturbances.

Why every night I'm losing sleep

Highlighting the persistent issue of sleep disruption.

God damn she's on to me again

Indicating that someone is onto the narrator again.

Or maybe I had too much to drink

Suggesting a potential cause for the narrator's situation, possibly excessive drinking.

You see I think I figured out

Claiming to have figured out a solution to a problem.

I figured out as I was thinking

Reflecting on a realization while thinking.

How to stop her piercing voice

Describing a desire to silence a disturbing voice.

From everything that she was stealing

Implying that the person with the voice was stealing something.

Get the gun, get the gun, get the gun

Repeating the urge to get a gun.

Is all I'm hearing again and again you know

Emphasizing the repetitive nature of hearing about getting a gun.


I used to be such a hopeless man

Recalling a past state of hopelessness in the narrator.

And she used to be such a sweet, sweet thing

Describing a significant change in someone who used to be sweet.


She's too naive for suicide

Reiterating the person's perceived innocence regarding suicide.

But god I wish that bitch would die

Repeating the strong negative wish for harm upon someone.

Shot gun shells, yeah it's alright

Mentioning shotgun shells as if they are acceptable.

The whiskey says, "Let's take her fuckin' life."

Linking the decision to end a life with the influence of whiskey.


One thing I do remember

Stating a memory of things not improving.

Is that things never get better

Asserting a perception that circumstances never get better.

And I got to make the voices, make the voices for the maker

Referencing voices that need to be created for a higher power.

Of the maker making voices, making voices

Continuing the theme of creating voices, possibly metaphorical.

Gotta make her, gotta, gotta make her stop

Expressing urgency in stopping someone or something.

Before my head comes caving in again

Connecting the need to stop something with the fear of personal collapse.


You can walk this world all alone

Encouraging independence but acknowledging an emotional burden.

But I can still hear her, tearing me apart

Admitting the persistent impact of someone on the narrator's well-being.

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