Lyrics
Verse 1
Expressing a realization or acknowledgment related to family heritage.
Guess I got it through my bloodline,
Hereditary traits affecting the speaker.
Keep bleeding through me like my red wine,
Emphasizing the persistence of certain characteristics like bleeding red wine.
God knows I try to have a good time,
Acknowledging attempts to enjoy life despite difficulties.
But stains under my skin they keep holding me in.
Struggles and burdens hidden beneath the surface.
Gotta find another lifeline,
Seeking a new source of hope or support.
Trying to over take my own mind,
Battling against one's own thoughts and fears.
Got me stuck at every red light,
Feeling trapped or hindered at every turn.
Don’t know where to begin seems to play with my sins.
Uncertainty and confusion regarding the starting point.
Pre
Transition to a different section of the song.
Take hold of me and then you throw me,
Being influenced or controlled, followed by rejection or dismissal.
Chorus
Introduction of the chorus section.
Off of my feet,
Loss of stability or control.
Out of my seat,
Feeling disconnected or removed from a situation.
I've got no tears to shed,
Expressing a lack of emotions or tears.
Lay her to bed,
Referencing laying someone to rest, possibly a metaphorical death.
I’m done with crying for me,
Rejecting self-pity and refusing to cry for oneself.
There’ll be no funeral,
Emphasizing the absence of a traditional funeral.
There’ll be no funeral.
Reiteration of the absence of a funeral.
Verse 2
Beginning of the second verse.
Talk for hours use all of your powers, put all of your magic on me,
Encountering persuasive or influential communication.
Take me over my own rollercoaster, I’m losing my balance to breathe.
Metaphorically riding a turbulent emotional experience.
Try to find a cure to heal it,
Seeking a solution or remedy for emotional pain.
Stop myself from overthinking,
Attempting to halt excessive thinking and analysis.
Creep around the Devil sleeping,
Approaching challenges related to temptation or negativity.
Don’t know where to begin seems to play with my sins.
Similar to line 9, uncertainty and complexity of the starting point.
Pre
Repetition of the pre-chorus section.
Take hold of me and then you throw me,
Reiteration of being influenced or controlled, followed by rejection.
Chorus
Repetition of the chorus section.
Off of my feet,
Reiteration of the loss of stability or control.
Out of my seat,
Reiteration of feeling disconnected or removed.
I've got no tears to shed,
Reiteration of expressing a lack of emotions or tears.
Lay her to bed,
Reiteration of laying someone to rest, continuing the metaphor.
I’m done with crying for me,
Reiteration of rejecting self-pity and refusing to cry for oneself.
There’ll be no funeral,
Reiteration of the absence of a traditional funeral.
There’ll be no funeral.
Reiteration of the absence of a funeral, concluding the song.
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