Gin Soaked
Gin-Soaked Reflections: Embracing Desolation and the Quest for Tomorrow
Lyrics
I'm falling through once again, and I'll hit the bottom soon
I'm experiencing a repeated downfall and anticipate reaching the lowest point soon.
But before then, I'll flower off, on a Thursday afternoon
Before hitting rock bottom, I'll bloom or flourish, specifically on a Thursday afternoon.
I'm sittin' here, soaked in gin, don't ask me how I've been
I'm sitting here, having consumed a significant amount of gin; don't inquire about my well-being.
Put up a fight, I'll never win, in a one man brawl tonight
I engage in a futile struggle; I'll never emerge victorious in a solitary confrontation tonight.
It's not workin' out, but I'll make it, I'm gonna make it
Despite challenges, I will persevere; I am determined to overcome difficulties.
I'm gonna get you here,you're gonna take it, you'll take it tomorrow
I will bring you close, and you will endure the situation; this experience will be yours to face tomorrow.
What happened to forever? I guess, it's like whatever
Reflecting on the fleeting nature of "forever"; it seems inconsequential or indifferent.
I'll be gin soaked under the moonlight
I will be intoxicated with gin under the moonlight.
Get me off this sphere, it's dreadful place without you
Expressing the unbearable nature of existence without you; a plea to be removed from this distressing world.
I'm not here, I'm not here
Denying my presence or emotional availability.
I'm givin' in to entropy, eating at my remains
Surrendering to chaos and disorder, eroding at my essence.
While smouldering, memories, burn tiny holes inside my brains
While still burning, memories are creating small wounds inside my mind.
I'd better find new ways to cope, cos' there's an end to every rope
I must find new coping mechanisms as every situation has its limits.
And this relief, is pullin' teeth, once you're slipping down that slope
The relief I experience is akin to extracting teeth, especially when descending a difficult path.
It's not workin' out, but I'll make it, I'm gonna make it
Despite challenges, I will persevere; I am determined to overcome difficulties.
I'm gonna get you here,you're gonna take it, you'll take it tomorrow
I will bring you close, and you will endure the situation; this experience will be yours to face tomorrow.
What happened to forever? I guess, it's like whatever
Reflecting on the fleeting nature of "forever"; it seems inconsequential or indifferent.
I'll be gin soaked under the moonlight
I will be intoxicated with gin under the moonlight.
Get me off this sphere, it's dreadful place without you
Expressing the unbearable nature of existence without you; a plea to be removed from this distressing world.
I'm not here, I'm not here
Denying my presence or emotional availability.
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