A Garden of Dead Flowers
Echoes of Self-Inflicted Decay
Lyrics
When I stare at my reflection
Reflecting on oneself, unsure of self-identity
I don't know who's staring back
Uncertainty about one's own reflection
It's these random acts of violence
Engaging in acts of self-harm or destructive behavior
that I bring upon myself
Taking responsibility for self-inflicted harm or consequences
In a garden of dead flowers
Feeling belongingness in a place of decay or desolation
the only place that I fit in
Sense of fitting in amid life's desolate aspects
i'm learning to fill the silence
Learning to replace silence with less overwhelming noise
with a sound less deafening
Seeking solace in less intense sounds or distractions
We wilt we rot
Emphasizing withering and decay as natural processes
We decay as we're forgot
Describing the process of fading into oblivion
We wilt we rot
Reiteration of the concept of decay and forgetting
We decay as we're forgot
Highlighting the inevitability of fading away from memory
I know this path that i've chosen
Acknowledging familiarity with a destructive life path
i've walked it a thousand times before
Repetitive experience of following a destructive path
It leads me with exit wounds
Metaphorically describing wounds and pain
directly through the hospital doors
Directly entering a place of pain and suffering
i am collateral damage
Accepting consequences resulting from self-inflicted damage
to the mess i've made on my own
Taking ownership of the mess created
I look inside and find myself
Seeking solace and identity within oneself
So I don't have to feel alone
Avoiding loneliness by looking inward
We wilt as we rot
Reiterating the process of withering and decaying
We decay as we're forgot
Emphasizing fading away and being forgotten
We wilt as we rot
Repetition to highlight the cycle of decay and oblivion
We decay as we're forgot
Reiterating the inevitability of fading into obscurity
Once all is said and done
Reflection on the end result of decay and neglect
We're decayed and overgrown
Describing the state of being decayed and ignored
Bound to the rusted chains of sorrow
Metaphorically bound to sorrow and misery
The only life i've ever known
Expressing familiarity with a life of pain and suffering
So what shall we name
Pondering the naming of a new self-destructive habit
My new addiction
Acknowledging the lack of sobriety in behavior or mindset
Cause i'm not sober
Being addicted to something different
Just addicted to something different
Highlighting a shift in addiction without achieving sobriety
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