Not Ready To Die
Defiant Echoes: Embracing Life's Challenges in 'Not Ready To Die'
Lyrics
You've got a lot of nerve and
You exhibit audacity
I've got a lot of fingers to point
I have numerous criticisms to express
While you were busy building knowledge
While you were busy acquiring knowledge
I was already right
I already possessed the truth
I know a voice like yours is not a weapon at all
Your voice is not a weapon
And even mine is not a chisel for a thickened skull
My voice isn't a tool for thick-headedness
So you can chant your anthems to the deaf
You can proclaim your beliefs to the unresponsive
And we can sit here and cry until there's nothing left
We can lament until nothing remains
Or we can take our voices with our hands
We can use our voices actively
Make like knives and make demands
Turn our voices into demands like sharp knives
We'll take our voices with our hands
Reiteration of taking action with our voices
Make like knives, we'll make demands
Emphasizing the forceful nature of demands
I'm burning bridges for the last time
Ending relationships decisively
I'm breaking habits for the first time
Breaking old patterns for the first time
I saw my future today, it said I'm going away
Seeing a future that predicts departure
But I still haven't sung the last line
Despite impending separation, the final words are unsaid
On my way down
In a descending state
I'm not ready to lay, not ready to fade
Expressing resistance to surrender or diminish
I'm not ready to die
Refusal to accept death
And everyday of my life I can feel it getting harder to breathe
Sensing increasing difficulty in life
With every minute ticking by, I'm getting ready to leave
Feeling readiness to depart with each passing moment
I know a life like mine is not a reason to fret
Recognizing that a life like theirs shouldn't cause worry
But I've been busy making scars that you will never forget
Busy creating unforgettable emotional wounds
If only thirty three years can save my life
Reflecting on the limited time left
I've had twenty three more to make things right
Having additional years to rectify mistakes
So when I'm taken to the sky and you're still here
When they ascend, offering solace to those left behind
You can clear your mind and dry your tears
Suggesting emotional healing for the remaining
I'm not ready to lay, not ready to fade
Insisting on resilience and resistance to fading
I'm not ready to die
Reiteration of the refusal to embrace death
When I'm taken home and you're still here
Addressing the situation when the singer passes away
Just clear your mind, dry your tears
Encouraging acceptance and emotional recovery for the living
We'll take our voices with our hands
Repeating the theme of using voices to assert demands
Make like knives we'll make demands
Comparing voices to knives, emphasizing their sharp impact
I'm not ready to lay, not ready to fade
Declaring an unwillingness to surrender or diminish
I'm not ready to die
Reiteration of the refusal to accept death
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