Storylines

Unveiling Power Dynamics: Holly Walker's 'Storylines' Narrative
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Lyrics

You give me dirty looks

You express disapproval towards me through facial expressions.

as if I’m always wrong

You perceive me as consistently being incorrect.

I don’t want to be in your storyline

I don't want to be part of the narrative you're creating.

You say you feel so bad

You claim to feel guilty, assuming I am always emotionally strong.

as if I’m always strong

Reiteration of the perception that I am always strong.

as if I’m always strong

Repetition emphasizing the perception of my constant strength.

And when I fantasise about

In my daydreams, contemplating numerous instances of holding back my words.

the million times I’ve held my tongue

I store my clever retorts, waiting for the right moment, like a ticking bomb.

I save up all my best comebacks

Accumulating my best comebacks for strategic use.

and then relax like a ticking bomb

Relaxing after storing up responses, creating a metaphorical explosive situation.


Because you think you’re the only one

You believe your sadness from drinking is unique.

who gets sad when you drink your wine

Comparing personal situations, highlighting shared experiences.

I’m in the same position as you

Claiming superiority in crafting narratives or stories.

I just write better storylines

Expressing prowess in creating more compelling and imaginative stories.

And when I’m fantasising about

Daydreaming about the anticipated confrontation with you.

how the showdown with you will end

Fantasizing about confidently silencing and dismissing you.

I shut you up I shut you down

Asserting indifference even if the confrontation is just pretend.

and I don’t care if it’s just pretend

Reiteration of not caring about the fictitious nature of the confrontation.


You got one A4 side

Reducing complex emotions to a single A4 page is insufficient.

on how you feel inside

Your internal emotions summarized on one sheet, but not acknowledged or rewarded.

but I don’t give out marks for a bleeding heart

Not giving credit for expressing vulnerability or emotional openness.

You’ll never see me cry

Assuring that you won't witness my tears.

got that shit barred for life

Permanently blocking emotional expression from my life.

I just stopped giving it airtime

No longer giving attention or importance to emotional matters.

And when I fantasise about

Daydreaming about various instances of your being incorrect.

the million ways you’ve just been wrong

Accumulating witty responses for instances of your wrongness.

I save up all my best comebacks

Collecting and saving effective comebacks for strategic use.

and then relax like a ticking bomb

Relaxing after storing up responses, creating a metaphorical explosive situation.

Because you think you’re the only one

Believing that sadness only affects you when drinking wine.

who gets sad when you drink your wine

Highlighting shared experiences of emotional vulnerability.

I’m in the same position as you

Claiming superiority in crafting narratives or stories.

I just write better storylines

Expressing prowess in creating more compelling and imaginative stories.

And when I’m fantasising about

Daydreaming about the anticipated confrontation with you.

how the showdown with you will end

Fantasizing about confidently silencing and dismissing you.

I shut you up I shut you down

Asserting indifference even if the confrontation is just pretend.

and I don’t care if it’s just pretend

Reiteration of not caring about the fictitious nature of the confrontation.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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