One More Time
Heartbreak Symphony: Echoes of Betrayal
Lyrics
One more time to cry
Expressing a desire for another opportunity to experience sadness or emotional pain.
One more time to die
Describing a wish for one more instance of facing death, possibly metaphorically.
Knife in the back from the one who lied
Referring to betrayal, symbolized by a knife in the back, from someone who deceived.
She said she loved me
Recalling a past declaration of love from someone who is now causing pain.
My head's feeling heavy
Conveying a sense of emotional burden, perhaps guilt or sorrow.
So much that I can't look up now
Feeling overwhelmed to the point of being unable to lift one's gaze.
Why can't she keep the blade from coming down on me
Questioning why the person cannot prevent harm, using imagery of a descending blade.
The poison spreads
Describing the pervasive and damaging influence of a toxic element.
I can't move a muscle
Expressing a state of paralysis or helplessness in the face of the poison.
Every limb's filled with anger and pain
Depicting the body filled with intense emotions like anger and pain in every limb.
One teardrop falls
Highlighting the start of a release of emotions through the shedding of tears.
Then comes another
Emphasizing the continuation of emotional release with successive tears.
When oh when will this pain ever end
Pleading for an end to the emotional pain and suffering.
She taunts me so unknowingly
Describing the tormentor's actions, possibly unintentional, affecting the person.
Why can't she see
Pondering why the tormentor is unaware of the impact on the speaker.
See deep inside of me
Expressing a desire for the tormentor to perceive the speaker's innermost feelings.
To see my need
Yearning for recognition of personal needs by the tormentor.
To see the love
Desiring acknowledgment of the speaker's love, possibly unexpressed or suppressed.
The love I can't release
Expressing an inability to let go of the restrained or unspoken love.
All that is love is nothing at all
Contemplating that everything perceived as love may, in reality, be insignificant.
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