Weight of the World
Anxiety's Echo: Unveiling the Weight of Existence in Jeff Pianki's Melody
Lyrics
I'm so anxiety-ridden
I'm experiencing intense anxiety.
Washing yesterday's dishes
I'm occupied with mundane tasks like washing dishes from the previous day.
And cringing about something I said
I'm regretting something I said at a December party to a friend of a friend.
At a party in December to a friend of a friend
Specifically recalling a social interaction that adds to my anxiety.
Who probably can't even remember we met
The person I spoke to probably doesn't remember our meeting.
When the dishes are finished
After finishing the dishes, I go to the kitchen to make coffee.
I get coffee in the kitchen
Reflecting on the idea of calling someone back (possibly the person mentioned earlier).
And I think about calling you back
Contemplating the potential awkwardness of a dinner conversation.
But I envision at dinner
Imagining the conversation becoming less engaging.
Conversation gets thinner
Anticipating the need to call a cab due to the awkwardness.
And you end up just calling a cab
Recognizing the burden of social expectations and potential discomfort.
I feel the weight of the world
Expressing the overwhelming pressure and burden on oneself.
But the world doesn't feel me at all
Feeling isolated, as if the world is indifferent to one's struggles.
I feel the weight of the world
Reiterating the profound weight on the individual, unacknowledged by the world.
So I'll try to get distant
Deciding to distance oneself from a past relationship or person.
Forget you ever existed
Expressing a desire to forget about the person but finding it challenging.
Wind up thinking about you even more
Despite efforts to move on, thoughts about the person persist.
And when I'm tired and finished contemplating your existence
Contemplating the person's existence, especially when fatigued.
I'll be knocking at your front door
Expressing a likelihood of returning to the person despite intentions to move on.
I feel the weight of the world
Reiterating the overwhelming burden and pressure on oneself.
But the world doesn't feel me at all
Highlighting the lack of reciprocity, as the world remains oblivious to personal struggles.
I feel the weight of the world
Repeating the feeling of being burdened and isolated.
If there's change I'm resistant
Resistance to change, possibly related to personal habits or mindset.
Can't quit talking and listen
Difficulty in being attentive and receptive in conversations.
Always waiting for the worst days
Always expecting the worst outcomes, contributing to anxiety.
I'm so anxiety-ridden
Reiterating the theme of being highly anxious.
It's a miracle you didn't give up on me right away
Acknowledging the patience of someone who didn't give up on the speaker despite challenges.
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