Wasted

Breaking Chains: Battling Inner Demons in 'Wasted'
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Lyrics

Well there's a voice in my head

There's a conflicting inner voice in the speaker's head.

But it's not who I am

The voice does not represent the true identity of the speaker.

Some days I don't mind it

Some days, the speaker tolerates the inner voice.

But maybe I'd be happier

The speaker contemplates abandoning the inner voice for happiness.

If I gave it up and left it all out there

The speaker considers leaving everything behind for a better life.


You know I'm tired of getting wasted

The speaker expresses fatigue from excessive drinking.

But still I act if nothing's wrong, I play along

Despite the fatigue, the speaker pretends everything is fine.

I'm stuck at home, I know my memory's fading

Feeling trapped at home, the speaker acknowledges memory loss.

I know you're sick of my complainin'

The speaker is aware of being a burden with constant complaints.


So I waste all my time inside my mind

The speaker wastes time dwelling on thoughts in their mind.

That's life for me

This introspective lifestyle is described as the speaker's reality.

It's not the darkness that I need

The speaker doesn't seek darkness but requires the distraction of smoke.

I need the smoke to feel free

Smoke is needed by the speaker to feel a sense of freedom.

It'll seep inside my brain

The smoke affects the speaker's mind, offering relief from pain.

And take away my pain

The speaker finds solace in the altered state induced by smoke.

Sleep inside the bed I made

The consequences of the speaker's actions are acknowledged.

And when I wake up I won't be the same

Anticipation of change upon waking up from the altered state.


You know I'm tired of getting wasted

Reiteration of fatigue from excessive drinking.

But still I act if nothing's wrong, I play along

Pretending everything is normal despite exhaustion.

I'm smoking backwoods til I'm fucked up and faded

The speaker resorts to smoking heavily to cope.

I know you're sick of my complainin'

Awareness of others being tired of the speaker's complaints.


And I'm thinkin'

The speaker is in a contemplative state, possibly feeling down.

That I'm sinking

Expressing a feeling of sinking or worsening circumstances.

And I know that you hoped that this was only temporary

The speaker acknowledges someone's hope that their situation is temporary.

But I'm buried

Feeling overwhelmed or buried by the challenges.


(I will be alright, I will be alright)

A repeated affirmation that the speaker will be alright despite challenges.

(I will be alright, I will be alright)

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Why do I feel like this

The speaker questions the cause of their emotional state.

Inside you see

An internal struggle is acknowledged.

I just want to be free

The speaker desires freedom from their current state.

Live like I once tried

A yearning to live as the speaker once attempted.

I will be alright

Reassurance that, ultimately, the speaker will be alright.

I will be alright

Reiteration of the belief that the speaker will be alright.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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