Lyrics
It's not fair. You're not here.
Expressing frustration or sadness about someone's absence and the perceived unfairness of the situation.
What a way to disappear.
Reflecting on the sudden and mysterious nature of the person's disappearance.
Take me out for a drive.
Desiring a distraction or escape, perhaps through a drive, to cope with emotions.
I'm so weak. No, I'm just fine.
Contrasting emotions, claiming weakness, but asserting that everything is okay.
I'm just high. It's over now.
Indicating a state of being high, possibly from substances, and suggesting the end of a certain experience.
Did I wake you, brother?
Asking a question directed at a brother, possibly about interrupting a peaceful rest or connection.
From the heat of a wasted summer?
Reflecting on a past season that was unproductive or unsatisfactory due to heat.
Can two weepers find each other?
Pondering the possibility of two individuals who cry or grieve finding solace in each other.
I will wake you, brother.
Declaring an intention to wake the brother, possibly to share experiences or emotions.
I gave up my control,
Acknowledging relinquishing control and enduring physical harm for the sake of someone's ego.
And scratched my face
Describing a self-inflicted action of scratching the face, possibly as a symbolic gesture.
For your ego.
Suggesting sacrificing personal well-being for the sake of another's self-esteem.
You've been up for a while.
Observing someone's extended wakefulness, lack of sleep, and absence of a smile.
You don't sleep and you don't smile.
Highlighting a pattern of behavior - not trying - and expressing a perceived understanding of the reasons.
You don't try. I think I know why.
Speculating on the reasons for the person's behavior and lack of effort.
Did I wake you, brother?
Repeating the question to the brother about waking up, suggesting a recurring theme or concern.
From the heat of a wasted summer?
Recalling a summer marked by wastefulness and heat, possibly emphasizing the negative aspects.
Can two weepers find each other?
Continuing to explore the theme of shared grief and the potential for connection.
I will wake you, brother.
Reiterating the intention to wake the brother, emphasizing a sense of responsibility or connection.
So hold the line until I find God.
Expressing a plea to hold on or endure until a spiritual or profound discovery is made.
Just hold the line until I find God.
Repeating the plea to hold on until finding God, suggesting a search for meaning or purpose.
The brain's a liar.
Stating that the brain is deceitful or unreliable in its communication of thoughts and emotions.
The brain's a liar, I know.
Reiterating the lack of trust in the brain's honesty, emphasizing a personal realization of this fact.
The heart's a liar.
Asserting that the heart is also untrustworthy, possibly implying emotional deception or conflict.
The hand's a wire to God.
Describing the hand as a conduit to God, suggesting a direct connection or communication with the divine.
So hold the line until I find God.
Reiterating the plea to hold on until finding God, reinforcing the search for spiritual or existential meaning.
Just hold the line until I find God.
Repeating the instruction to hold on until finding God, emphasizing the importance of perseverance in the search.
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