Lyrics
You're losing your mind like me
You and I are both experiencing a loss of sanity.
And everyone knows you'll soon be free
It's widely known that you'll soon be liberated or set free.
She died alone in that bed She died alone in her head Now she's fucking dead
A woman died alone in a bed and in her thoughts, and now she's deceased.
I could rest my head On my deathbed
I could find solace or peace when facing my imminent death.
Trials and tribulations from the get go
From the very beginning, facing challenges and difficulties.
Questioning existence put through the wringer of abuse you stayed strong and true But I suppose It could be seen as a virtue Beat down until you couldn't get back up This is the story of a death,
Questioning the purpose of existence, enduring abuse, staying strong, but acknowledging that endurance may be seen as a virtue. The story leads to a death.
As if abuse and rape weren't enough
Highlighting the additional hardships of abuse and rape.
Words spill beneath breath promise or threat
Words spoken quietly, possibly making promises or threats.
It's no surprise when you pretend you're not alive
It's not surprising when one pretends to be emotionally dead.
Your voice cracks when you think it doesn't matter
Your voice shows vulnerability when you believe it doesn't matter.
My body trembles when I know I can't make you feel anything but sadder
My body shivers when I realize I can only make you feel sadder.
You can't heal with negative thoughts but you can think positivity into existence
Negative thoughts won't bring healing, but positivity can be manifested.
A blank void in the room, helplessly lingering until time forces it to move
A sense of emptiness in the room, lingering until time compels it to move.
Those nine months put through suffering
Referring to the suffering endured during nine months, possibly a reference to pregnancy.
Those nine months put through hell
Emphasizing the extreme suffering during those nine months, equating it to hell.
It's no surprise when you pretend you're not alive
Reiteration of the theme of pretending to be emotionally lifeless.
Your voice cracks when you think it doesn't matter
Expressing vulnerability in your voice when you believe it doesn't have an impact.
My body trembles when I know I can't make you feel anything but sadder
My body shudders knowing I can only contribute to your sadness.
You took it all in stride with the fear of death always in mind
Enduring everything with the constant fear of death on your mind.
With the fear of death always on mind
Continuing to live with the constant fear of death.
I could rest my head on my deathbed
Similar to line 4, finding solace or peace when facing imminent death.
I could rest my head on my deathbed
Repetition of the desire to find peace or solace on the deathbed.
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