Lyrics
My skin still burns
Feeling the lingering effects of a past encounter, possibly emotional or physical.
All the places you've touched
Reminiscing about the locations on the body that were touched during the encounter.
So aware
Being highly conscious and sensitive to one's surroundings or emotions.
Leave no place for hiding
Choosing not to hide any aspect of oneself, being open and vulnerable.
Not last night, not this time
Referring to a specific time, emphasizing that the described feelings are not new.
I close my eyes so the world can't see me
Seeking privacy by closing one's eyes to avoid external judgment or scrutiny.
And draw the silhouette of a dancer in my head
Creating a mental image of a dancer's silhouette as a form of personal expression or escape.
I can't look through your eyes, but my mind betrays mine
Unable to see the world through the other person's perspective, while one's thoughts reveal inner conflicts.
Should I starve unmarked or confess to my blindness
Contemplating whether to endure pain silently or admit to one's own ignorance.
My eyes still hurt
Experiencing lingering emotional pain reflected in the eyes.
Fighting, chasing, chasing lights
Fighting against something, possibly inner struggles, with chasing lights symbolizing elusive solutions.
As they form
Observing the formation of images or memories, represented by lights and silhouettes.
Silhouettes behind me
Past experiences or memories following closely, casting shadows behind.
Let them go, this time
Deciding to let go of past experiences or burdens this time.
Waiting for a change
Anticipating a positive change in circumstances, waiting for something different.
I can't fight these chains everyday
Feeling constrained by personal limitations or circumstances on a daily basis.
I bleed to avoid the pain
Using metaphorical bleeding as a coping mechanism to avoid emotional pain.
Everyday I fade a little more
Gradual fading or diminishing of self over time.
I close my eyes so the world can't see me
Repeating the act of closing eyes to shield oneself from external judgment or scrutiny.
And draw the silhouette of a dancer in my head
Recreating the mental image of a dancer's silhouette for personal solace or escape.
I can't look through your eyes, but my mind betrays mine
Expressing the inability to understand the other person's perspective while dealing with internal conflicts.
Should I starve unmarked or confess to my blindness
Considering whether to endure suffering silently or admit to one's own lack of insight.
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