Lyrics
I pace all day
The speaker spends their entire day in restlessness and anxiety.
From the crowd I can't walk away
The speaker feels unable to detach from the surrounding crowd.
So I sink through the floor
Expressing a desire to escape, the speaker metaphorically sinks through the floor.
Just let me get back to my
The speaker yearns to return to their state of tranquility.
Sweet comfortable nothings
The desired state is described as "Sweet comfortable nothings."
Warm and skintight
Emphasizes the warmth and intimacy of the desired state.
Soft as a knife
The contrasting image of softness as sharp as a knife, possibly reflecting on the complexities of comfort.
Cradle us and hope we end up alright
Asking for protection and hoping for a positive outcome.
Get up again
A call to rise again, facing challenges frame by frame, with a plea to remain unchanged.
Yeah, frame by frame, repeat, remain the same old plan
Expressing a desire for continuity and resistance to change.
Don't let me go
A plea not to be abandoned or left alone.
Don't let me get back to my
Reiterating the desire to return to a state of comfort.
Sweet comfortable nothings
Repetition of the theme of "Sweet comfortable nothings" as a desired state.
Afraid of silence
Expressing fear of silence and blind obedience.
Blind compliance
Continuation of the fear of mindless conformity.
Keep me plugged in
Request to stay connected and not be forced to think independently.
don't let me have to think for myself
The speaker acknowledges a loss of self-identity.
I don't even know who I am anymore
Describing a collective existence formed from neglected dreams.
A collective of all of the dreams that i've ignored
The speaker struggles to recall their origin amid a sense of emptiness.
And i can't remember where i come from
Reflecting on a state between achievement and inactivity.
Somewhere between the everything and the nothing I have done
The speaker contemplates their identity at the intersection of accomplishment and nothingness.
At the end of the day
Highlighting the insignificance of titles in defining a person.
You're no more than your title
The loneliness experienced when stripped of titles and accomplishments.
When you're alone every night
Identification as a working-class idol when alone.
You're the working class idol
Recognition that positive memories may overshadow the struggles.
Cause' they'll remember the good times
Anticipating a grand eulogy, yet acknowledging the universality of such tributes.
With careless bliss
A recognition that everyone's life, despite its uniqueness, eventually meets the same fate.
Yeah your eulogy will be great
Conveying the irony that a great eulogy doesn't change the universal nature of death.
But then everyone's is
A realization that, ultimately, everyone faces the same fate in death.
But the truth is that you expected
An acknowledgment of unmet expectations despite hard work.
Just a little bit more
An expectation for a more significant outcome than what was achieved.
Maybe the sum of all your sweat
The speaker reflects on the potential value of their efforts.
Would make you something to adore
Suggesting that hard work should lead to admiration or adoration.
But you waited for years
Expressing the disappointment of waiting for recognition.
Nothing but faith in your head
Describing a monotonous cycle of working and sleeping.
Yeah you worked to sleep to work to sleep to work to sleep
The futile cycle of life leading to a realization of waking up to death.
To wake up dead!
The final outcome of a life spent in a repetitive and unfulfilling cycle.
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