Lyrics
Collected all the pain then I stored it up
Collecting and holding onto all the emotional pain.
Scribbled on the page then I balled it up
Expressing emotions on paper and crumpling it, perhaps symbolizing frustration.
All I know is hurt but I call it love
Acknowledging a predominant feeling of hurt, labeling it as love.
This town in my heart is all boarded up
Describing a closed-off emotional state with the metaphor of a boarded-up town.
I thought it up
Originating an idea or plan.
The prophecy is self fulfilling
Suggesting that the prophecy or expectation becomes true through one's actions.
And my self hatred doesn’t help the feeling
Expressing a self-destructive cycle, where self-hatred contributes to negative emotions.
Being myself has never felt appealing
Feeling unappealing while being true to oneself.
I’m scared you’ll find a way out
Fear of someone discovering the true self and leaving.
When you know what I’m Made of
Concerns about being judged based on one's true nature.
If I can’t get my stains out
Struggling to erase or overcome personal flaws or mistakes.
How long will you stay round
Questioning the duration of someone's presence if flaws are exposed.
Screaming for my life inside a burning room
Metaphorically trapped in a life-threatening situation, screaming for help.
But all you hear is silence
Feeling unheard despite desperate pleas for assistance.
And the words assumed
Communication breakdown, where words are misunderstood or assumed.
It didn’t even happen but I heard the news
Referencing rumors or false information affecting emotions.
Paranoia howling at the circle moon
Describing heightened anxiety or fear symbolized by paranoia.
There’s a version of my heart that
Imagining a vulnerable version of the heart openly displayed.
I wear on my sleeve
Presenting a more guarded and private emotional state.
And another no-one needs to see lock and key
Highlighting the existence of a deeper, hidden self.
You must mean a lot to me
Suggesting the importance of the person who sees both sides of the emotional self.
This feels like a slot machine
Comparing emotions to a game of chance, unpredictable like a slot machine.
Once I pull the leaver
Anticipating the unpredictable outcomes of revealing emotions.
I’m scared you’ll find a way out
Reiteration of fear regarding someone leaving upon discovering true nature.
When you know what I’m Made of
Repeating the theme of fear of judgment based on one's true self.
If I can’t get my stains out
Echoing the struggle to overcome personal flaws or mistakes.
How long will you stay round
Questioning the duration of someone's presence if flaws are exposed (repeated).
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