Hush

Silent Struggles: Unveiling the Emotional Layers in Eves Karydas' 'Hush'
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Lyrics

It's not like a landline, you don't speak to my parents

Communication in this relationship is not as formal as a landline; there's a lack of interaction with parents.

It's not like I need much but I need the transparence

The speaker values transparency in the relationship but feels it's lacking.

I know you never called me when I need it most

Expressing a sense of disappointment that the partner didn't reach out when needed the most.

I know I never told you how much it hit home

Acknowledging a failure to communicate the emotional impact of a situation to the partner.


Tell me what they call you

Frustration with being defined or labeled by others; a desire to assert one's identity.

But let me tell me my name first

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I'm tired of the shaping

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Hush now don't drown me out

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Tell me what they call you

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But let me tell me my name first

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I'm tired of the shaping

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Hush now don't drown me out

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Hush now don't drown me out

Repetition emphasizing the plea for understanding and not being silenced.


Reverse the roles now I'll be the one walking

Switching roles to take control and prioritize oneself after feeling undervalued in the relationship.

And I'll put myself first I'll be the one talking

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'Cause you never saw me as more than just a phase

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And you never told me until it was too late

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'Cause my God it cut me open

Reflecting on the emotional impact of the relationship, acknowledging the pain but also finding strength.

I've been crazy I left it a bit

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But my God it left me golden

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Yeah I'm crazy I got it

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Tell me what they call you

Continued frustration with external perceptions, urging not to be silenced.

But let me tell me my name first

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I'm tired of the shaping

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Hush now don't drown me out

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Tell me what they call you

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But let me tell me my name first

-

I'm tired of the shaping

-

Hush now don't drown me out

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Hush now don't drown me out

Repetition of the plea for not being silenced.


The next time I see you I see you out with your friends

Anticipation of encountering the partner again but expressing a willingness to move on.

It will be like baby we never met

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'Cause I got no room for you 'cause you never cared

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And next time I come across you it's like baby we never met

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Tell me what they call you

Reiteration of frustration with external judgments and the need for self-assertion.

But let me tell me my name first

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I'm tired of the shaping

-

Hush now don't drown me out

-

Tell me what they call you

-

But let me tell me my name first

-

I'm tired of the shaping

-

Hush now don't drown me out

-

Tell me what they call you

Final plea for understanding and recognition, emphasizing the weariness of conforming to others' expectations.

But let me tell me my name first

-

I'm tired of the shaping

-

Hush now don't drown me out

-

Tell me what they call you

-

But let me tell me my name first

-

I'm tired of the shaping

-

Hush now don't drown me out

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