Man Who Died of Nothing at All
Elegy of a Broken Soul: Crooked Fingers' Haunting Tale
Lyrics
You say that you're slipping away
You express a sense of losing control or connection.
As you turn from the hand that could save you
You are turning away from a potential source of help or salvation.
You fell like a drunk down a well
You fell metaphorically, possibly into despair or a difficult situation.
Like a dog into Hell you were sinking
A metaphorical descent into a challenging or painful experience.
And you took it all in as a joke
You treated your situation as if it were a joke, possibly to cope with it.
As if you didn't know you were broken
You were unaware or pretended not to know about your broken state.
Hiding out in the rain you stood soaking
You sought refuge in the rain, perhaps using it as a metaphor for your troubles.
Breathing in the glass to your last lung
You endured hardships until your last breath, symbolized by breathing in glass.
All blackened and cracking and blue
Your physical state is deteriorating, with references to blackening and cracking.
Creeping through the slums of your old world
You navigate through the difficulties of your familiar but troubled past.
Where nothing about you is new
Your identity or situation hasn't changed; you remain stuck in your old ways.
They laughed and as they turned their backs
Others laughed, not realizing your struggles, and turned away.
You slid into a crack no one saw
You went unnoticed, slipping into isolation.
And stayed there for a very long time
You remained in that unnoticed state for an extended period.
Dying of nothing at all
You faced a slow and unremarkable demise without any apparent cause.
Though you went to the doctor to cope
You sought medical help, likely for emotional or mental struggles.
And he sold you the new antidote
You were prescribed a solution, possibly medication, to address your issues.
And he told you that you had been broken
The doctor acknowledged your broken state.
They say you gave yourself away for a moment
You briefly revealed your vulnerability, but it wasn't fully acknowledged.
But no one would take you
Your plea for help or recognition went unanswered.
You said, I'm alive, but you're dead
You declare your existence, but your essence feels lifeless or disconnected.
'Cause nothing about you is new
You emphasize the unchanging nature of your identity or situation.
Even though you had been diagnosed
Despite a diagnosis, there is a sense of perpetual brokenness.
And were given the new antidote
Even with a prescribed remedy, the emotional numbness persists.
And were numb to the rain and the soaking
You have become accustomed to difficulties, unaffected by external influences.
You have been and always will be broken
A declaration of enduring brokenness, suggesting a lack of resolution.
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