By the Blues
Torn by the Blues: A Tale of Broken Bones and Deceptive Redemption
Lyrics
She knew the second that she hit the floor
Experiencing a sudden fall or failure
She broke a bone or two
Physical injury, indicating vulnerability
And no-one was around to comfort
Isolation and lack of support
Then she caught herself thinking
Reflecting on the deceptive nature of someone
Your lying is the only thing I like about you
Paradoxically finding a positive aspect in dishonesty
Cause everytime you crawl back up
Returning after a setback
You try to make a better you
Striving for self-improvement
Believe you're done this time
Believing in personal transformation
It's a huffin' and a puffin'
Struggling intensely
Until your head is full of nothing
Mental exhaustion and emptiness
And you still get torn to pieces
Despite efforts, facing emotional breakdowns
By the blues
Confrontation and impact of blues/depression
Awkward feeling
Uncomfortable sensation or situation
Like a dog down kneeling
Feeling submissive or desperate
Won't you throw me a bone
Yearning for support or acknowledgment
For good old times
Nostalgia for better times
Caress me faithfully
Seeking comfort and reassurance
Lies keep on calling for a big commotion
Deceptive elements causing chaos
Devolutionary mad machine
Describing a self-destructive process
You know you need
A need for a fundamental change
To reset your rushed equation
Calling for a reevaluation of priorities
Lies
Continuation of deception
Even those you know you fail to follow
Failure to adhere to known truths
Make a temporarily bright tomorrow
Temporary illusions of a brighter future
Forevermore
Enduring difficulties indefinitely
You count the countless hours
Counting the time spent struggling
As they grind
Persevering through challenges
She waited seven long seconds
Long wait and anticipation
Door was kicked in
Forceful entrance and intrusion
And a shadow came across the floor
Presence of a threatening figure
Up the wall
Symbolic movement across the environment
Across the ceiling
Intensification of the ominous atmosphere
Dying is a lonely thing
Loneliness in facing mortality
Although you want to
A desire to end suffering despite hesitation
Suddenly there's no way back you know
No turning back from a critical situation
And you're up against the murky undertow
Confronting a dark and overwhelming force
It's the stuffin' in the coffin
Facing the inevitability of death
It'll free you from the nothing
Hopelessness and emptiness in demise
But you still get torn to pieces
Continued impact of the blues after death
By the blues
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