Lyrics
How can I change the world if I can't even change myself?
Expressing a desire to change the world but acknowledging the difficulty of changing oneself.
I cannot change the way I am?
Acceptance of one's inherent nature and an acknowledgment that personal change may be challenging.
I don't know, I don't know.
Uncertainty or lack of knowledge about personal transformation.
I take a look at the world behind these eyes,
Reflecting on the world from the perspective behind the eyes.
Every nook, every cranny reorganize,
Considering every detail and aspect, contemplating reorganization.
Realize my face don't fit the way I feel.
Feeling a disconnect between external appearance and internal emotions.
What's real?
Pondering the nature of reality and authenticity.
I need a mirror to check my face is in place,
Desiring confirmation of external appearance through a mirror.
Incase of upheaval, fundamental movement below,
Awareness of potential upheaval or significant changes beneath the surface.
What's really going on I want to know,
Curiosity about the true nature of ongoing events.
But yo, we don't show on the outside, so slide.
Masking true feelings externally, encouraging others to hide their emotions.
Just below my skin I'm screaming...
An inner turmoil that is not visible on the surface.
I need a mirror for my spirit,
Desire for spiritual reflection and understanding.
Yeah, can you feel it?
Seeking confirmation or recognition of a profound experience.
When I get deep, want to hear myself sleep,
Yearning to hear one's inner thoughts during moments of deep contemplation.
Not drowning, tumbling around and around in the voices
Experiencing a chaotic inner dialogue, resembling a crowd.
Like a crowd in my head so loud,
The loud and tumultuous nature of thoughts in the mind.
I wonder what it's like to be dead,
Curiosity or contemplation about the nature of death.
I hope it's quiet, noise in my head like a riot,
Desire for inner peace, contrasting with the noisy thoughts in the mind.
Any remedy you have for me I'll try it.
Willingness to try any remedy for the internal turmoil.
Just below my skin I'm screaming...
A repetition of the earlier line expressing inner turmoil beneath the surface.
I'm going deep, so deep that I can't sleep,
Delving into profound emotions that hinder sleep.
The pills ain't cheep but the bills are steep,
Acknowledging the cost of coping mechanisms like pills.
So I [?] with a booze and a spiff,
An unclear phrase indicating a coping strategy involving alcohol and possibly marijuana.
Try to snooze,
Attempting to sleep amidst the challenges of life.
But who's dreaming, this is win or loose,
Contemplating the uncertain nature of the situation, possibly a gamble between winning and losing.
Put down the drink, try not to think,
Deciding to let go of certain thoughts or concerns.
Let it go, fundamental movement below,
Recognizing the underlying movements or changes in life.
And yo, reality is dreaming,
Blurring the line between reality and dreams, suggesting a surreal experience.
Just below my skin I'm screaming...
Reiteration of the inner turmoil beneath the surface.
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