Lyrics
My scabs are almost picked
Reflecting on healing wounds, almost done picking scabs.
Slowly growing into this
Gradually adapting or evolving into a certain state.
Feelings I just can't let go
Struggling with persistent emotions that are hard to release.
I am such a bore that you need that much more
Acknowledging one's dullness or monotony, seeking more attention.
Go back that way and see what you get from me then
Warning someone about consequences if they continue in a certain direction.
Nothing at all
Expressing emptiness or absence of value.
My dead hands rise
Metaphorically describing empowerment or defiance through rising dead hands.
Why am I this way?
Questioning one's own nature or behavior, possibly with frustration.
Face my past I can't let go
Confronting and grappling with unresolved issues from the past.
I see them in the jel
Observing or perceiving something in a state of suspension (jel - possibly misspelling, unclear meaning).
Laughing at me it is hell
Experiencing ridicule or mockery, a situation likened to hell.
Nothing can stop this torture
Feeling trapped in a relentless and unstoppable torment.
Fake my way through life
Living a false or inauthentic life, pretending to get through challenges.
Call on me my wife
Seeking support or solace from a significant other.
Went back that way and I saw just what I was worth
Reflecting on one's self-worth after revisiting a certain path.
Nothing at all
Expressing a sense of emptiness or worthlessness once again.
My dead hands rise
Reiterating the theme of empowerment through the rising of dead hands.
Why am I this way?
Continuing the internal questioning of one's nature or behavior.
Face my past I can't let go
Revisiting and confronting unresolved issues from the past persistently.
I won't take no for an answer
Asserting determination and refusal to accept rejection.
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