Cold Dead Hands
Defiant Redemption: Cold Dead Hands
Lyrics
I'm tired of coloring outside of your lines just to get you to notice me
I feel frustrated about conforming to your expectations to gain your attention.
I'm sick of screaming and crying and fighting so you focus on my sanity
I'm tired of expressing my distress and engaging in conflicts just for you to acknowledge my mental well-being.
I guess I don't fit
I recognize that I don't fit into your expectations or norms.
I'm not gonna wait around again for you to quit
I won't wait for you to change; I'll move on without you.
Telling me I'm handling this like a little kid
You criticize my coping as childish; I'll protect myself as you failed to do.
Gonna protect myself just like you never did
My heart won't be easily given; you'll have to take it forcibly.
If you want my heart, babe
If you desire my love, you'll have to take it from me against my will.
You'll have to pry it from my cold, dead, hands
Highlighting uniqueness; I possess qualities she lacks.
I guess I got something that she don't have
I won't let you hurt me again; I won't be a victim.
Not gonna let you take the final stab
I won't allow you to deal the final blow to my emotions.
You broke my soul to pieces
You caused significant emotional pain; I felt shattered and vulnerable.
I was lying in the broken glass
I experienced deep emotional pain, as if lying on broken glass.
If you wanna break me down this bad
If you intend to break me further, it won't be easy.
You'll have to pry it from my cold, dead, hands
Reiterating the resistance to surrendering my heart willingly.
I took myself back, was my solution
I reclaimed control over myself as a solution.
This song will be my retribution
This song serves as my retaliation against perceived wrongs.
For everything you think you didn't do
Holding you accountable for actions you deny.
And here I thought I'd lose
Contrary to expectations, I emerged stronger from the experience.
I guess I don't care
Expressing indifference to your actions and opinions.
Driving with the wind it's rolling all up in my hair
Driving with abandon, embracing freedom and self-expression.
I'ma let the desert come and dry up all my tears
Allowing the natural environment to cleanse my emotional wounds.
Gonna face my worst damn fears
Confronting and overcoming my deepest fears.
It was a shift
Describing a significant change or transformation.
Yeah it hurt a little bit
Acknowledging the pain of the transformation process.
And if you want my heart, babe
If you want my love, you need to make a genuine effort.
You'll have to try a little harder than that
Reiterating the resistance to surrendering love easily.
If you want my heart, babe
Emphasizing the challenge of winning over the speaker's heart.
You'll have to pry it from my cold, dead, hands
Repeating the theme of resilience against emotional manipulation.
I guess I got something that she don't have
Highlighting unique qualities that set the speaker apart.
Not gonna let you take the final stab
Refusing to be the victim of a final emotional blow.
You broke my soul to pieces
Reflecting on the profound impact of emotional betrayal.
I was lying in the broken glass
Recalling a moment of extreme vulnerability and pain.
If you wanna break me down this bad
Resisting further emotional damage; it won't be easy.
You'll have to pry it from my cold, dead, hands
Reiterating the theme of not surrendering love willingly.
Cold dead hands
Emphasizing the strong and unyielding nature of the speaker's resolve.
You'll have to pry it from my cold, dead, hands
Repeating the idea that the speaker's love won't be easily given up.
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