Hoodrat
Embracing the Chaos: Hoodrat Harmony by Karl Fitzgerald
Lyrics
Running out of things to say
Experiencing a lack of words or topics to express.
I'm staring at the wall and the ceiling
Contemplating while looking at the wall and ceiling, possibly feeling stuck or introspective.
Reminiscing on the days I
Reflecting on past times.
Didn't overthink I'd just feel it
Recalling a time when overthinking was not a hindrance, and emotions were more spontaneous.
Pissing old people off
Engaging in behavior that may annoy or upset older individuals.
Doing hoodrat shit with all my friends
Participating in rebellious or mischievous activities with friends.
Band practice in my mom's basement
Practicing with a band in the speaker's mother's basement.
She said cut the noise at ten
The mother instructs to reduce the noise level at ten, implying the need for moderation.
Running out of things to say I'm
Repeating the feeling of running out of things to say.
Staring at the wall and the ceiling
Reiterating the act of staring at the wall and ceiling.
I can't even feel my face I
Expressing numbness, possibly emotionally detached.
Gotta shake this funny feeling
Describing a strange or uncomfortable sensation that needs to be shaken off.
Shadows on the wall begin to twist
Visualizing shadows on the wall, possibly representing inner struggles or uncertainties.
My conscience slips from me
The speaker's consciousness or awareness slips away.
I feel better knowing when I wake up
Finding solace in the anticipation of waking up next to someone.
You'll be next be next to me
Expecting emotional support upon waking up.
I'm running out of things to say
Repeating the theme of running out of things to say.
I'm running out of things to say
Emphasizing the recurring struggle to find words or express oneself.
I'm running out of things to say
Continuing the theme of a diminishing ability to communicate verbally.
I'm running out of things to say
Reiterating the challenge of finding words or topics to discuss.
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