Lyrics
It's as if I've fallen with the fall
Feeling like I've fallen, perhaps experiencing a decline or struggle
Like leaves from trees, standing short and tall
Similar to leaves falling from trees, representing various individuals in different states
My lungs are frozen from the winter air
Feeling breathless and numb due to the cold winter air
A stale cold and respiratory flare
Describing a stagnant coldness and respiratory distress
Crimson scatters near the roots of the last soldier from the summer
Describing blood (crimson) near the roots of a fallen soldier from the summer, hinting at past battles
It's as if the battle happened here and the bodies were buried under
Imagining a battlefield where bodies are buried beneath, alluding to hidden struggles
A tectonic drift and polar shift would ensure our camouflage
Suggesting a significant change and shift that would make them blend into the surroundings
It would be as if we never happened, and this place was a mirage
Imagining a scenario where their existence becomes like a mirage, as if they never happened
We constantly collide with the troposphere
Constantly encountering challenges and conflicts (troposphere)
We cut straight through like Roman spear
Penetrating through challenges with determination, akin to a Roman spear
Displacing oxygen like a paid assassin
Disrupting the usual balance, possibly with negative consequences
Promised to forget because it never happened
Committing to forgetting certain experiences as if they never occurred
It's as if I've fallen with the fall
Repetition of the feeling of falling and struggling
Like leaves from trees, standing short and tall
Reiterating the image of leaves falling, representing the diversity of experiences
Crimson scatters near the roots of the last soldier from the summer
Repeating the image of blood near the roots, emphasizing the aftermath of a battle
It's as if the battle happened here and the bodies were buried under
Reiteration of a battlefield with buried bodies, reinforcing the idea of hidden struggles
Stimulating consequences rest on my conscience
Reflecting on the stimulating consequences and the burden on one's conscience
This addiction to the things we do is neither conventional or acknowledged
Describing an addiction to unconventional and unacknowledged actions
An echo of existence subsist in our commencement
Acknowledging the echoes of existence in their beginning
Limitations have escaped us, contrary to accepted thesis
Contradicting accepted beliefs and surpassing limitations
A tectonic drift and polar shift would ensure our camouflage
Reiteration of blending into surroundings for camouflage
It would be as if we never happened, and this place was a mirage
Repeating the idea of becoming like a mirage, erasing their presence
We constantly collide with the troposphere
Repeating the theme of constant collisions with challenges
We cut straight through like Roman spear
Reiterating the determination to cut through challenges like a Roman spear
Displacing oxygen like a paid assassin
Continuing to disrupt the balance by displacing oxygen like a paid assassin
Promised to forget because it never happened
Committing to forget certain experiences, emphasizing their non-existence
Crimson scatters near the roots of the last soldier from the summer
Repeating the image of blood near the roots, emphasizing the aftermath of a battle
It's as if the battle happened here and the bodies were buried under
Reiteration of a battlefield with buried bodies, reinforcing the idea of hidden struggles
An echo of existence
Emphasizing the reverberations of existence
Subsist in our commencement
Reiterating the persistence of existence in their beginning
Limitations have escaped us, contrary to accepted thesis
Contradicting accepted beliefs and surpassing limitations
An echo of existence
Reiteration of the reverberations of existence
Limitations have escaped us an echo of existence
Reiterating the idea of surpassing limitations and the persistence of existence
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