25
Echoes of Lost Dreams: Edgar Homeros' Poignant Reflection on Life Before 25
Lyrics
im feeling so alone, everyone else is so,
I am experiencing a sense of isolation; others appear unimpressive or uninspiring.
damn, lame
Expressing frustration or disapproval, using the words "damn" and "lame."
they washed all their hopes away, content with a payday
People have abandoned their aspirations and are satisfied with immediate financial gains.
what, a shame
Expressing disappointment or disapproval, stating "what a shame."
let me be with my memories, so that i, feel at peace just for today
Desiring solitude with one's memories to find temporary peace.
for you i just feel, sympathy cause i no, longer see light in your eyes
Feeling sympathy for someone because their eyes no longer reflect joy or optimism.
how come that all, dreamers die, before 25, a tragedy
Questioning the unfortunate pattern where dreamers often pass away before reaching 25 years old, considering it a tragedy.
so much shit kept, locked inside, you'll always, have to hide it all away
Highlighting the burden of keeping personal struggles hidden, suggesting a need for secrecy.
we used to aim so high, but that was before we cried,
Recalling a time when aspirations were high, but tears and pain have altered that perspective.
tears, that hurt
Referring to tears that were painful or emotionally impactful.
and now its all on the line, you feel like you're wasting time,
Suggesting that everything is at stake, and there's a feeling of wasting time.
you're, afraid
Experiencing fear or apprehension about the future.
and maybe i can't, talk about this, cause i was always told to be me
Expressing difficulty in discussing personal issues due to societal expectations to be oneself.
but if someones, out there waiting, tell em all to just let you be
If someone is waiting for you, asking them to allow you to be yourself.
let me be with my memories, so that i, feel at peace just for today
Reiterating the desire for solace with memories to find peace, emphasizing it's a temporary escape.
for you i just feel, sympathy cause i no, longer see light in your eyes
Feeling sympathy for someone whose eyes no longer show a spark of life.
how come that all, dreamers die, before 25, a tragedy
Reflecting on the tragedy of dreamers often passing away before reaching the age of 25.
so much shit kept, locked inside, you'll always, have to hide it all away
Highlighting the perpetual need to hide internal struggles, emphasizing the necessity of concealment.
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