Something Real
Lost Love and Fading Innocence: Unveiling the Depths in Joe Traxler's 'Something Real'
Lyrics
Shallow talk
Expressing dissatisfaction with superficial conversations.
Even at the bottom of the glass
Even when consuming alcohol, there's a sense of emptiness.
My vision's getting blurry and the liquor in my blood asks
Blurred vision from alcohol prompts introspection about life.
Her back to mine
Describing a physical distance, possibly emotional, from someone.
Dead air in the cab in the dead of night
Silent atmosphere in a vehicle during the late hours.
We lay our bodies bare and fake love in the pale moonlight
Engaging in a facade of love under the moonlight.
This is getting so old
Expressing weariness with a repetitive situation.
When did my my soul grow so cold
Reflecting on a perceived emotional numbness.
I just wanna feel something real again
Longing for a genuine and authentic emotional experience.
Back seats, silver screens
Reference to intimate moments in the back seats of cars.
We were just kids
Recalling a time when they were young and naive.
Taught how to kiss by movie scenes
Learning about romance from cinematic portrayals.
And I put my trust on the stacks and went all-in
Taking risks in love, trusting in uncertain circumstances.
I bet you were the one-in-a-million
Believing the person is unique, but facing disappointment.
But I've lost it all, my faith in love all dead and gone
Complete loss of faith in love, a sense of hopelessness.
This is getting so old
Reiteration of weariness with the ongoing emotional state.
When did my my soul grow so cold
Continued reflection on emotional numbness and detachment.
Will I ever feel something real again?
Pleading for a return to genuine emotional experiences.
Now love is just a faint and distant memory
Love is now a distant and fading recollection.
Maybe I should blame my self full-filling prophecies
Contemplating the impact of self-fulfilling prophecies on love.
It just never plays out the way that it's supposed to be
Expressing disappointment in love not aligning with expectations.
This is getting so old
Reiteration of weariness and emotional coldness.
When did my my soul grow so cold
Continued reflection on emotional numbness and detachment.
Will I ever feel something real again?
Yearning for a return to genuine emotional experiences.
Will I ever feel something real again?
Repeating the desire to feel something real again.
Will I ever feel something real again?
Repeating the yearning for genuine emotional experiences.
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