Dead Roses
Finding Solace Among Dead Roses: Kriz Khaoz's Journey of Self-Discovery
Lyrics
Erase these thoughts I'm just trying to find a way out.
Erase these thoughts; seeking an escape.
On the sunny days all I see is the rain and the drought
On sunny days, the speaker sees only hardship and scarcity.
They got me feeling like I ain't never ever looking back
Feeling like moving forward without looking back.
Focus on the grind got to stay up on these tracks
Emphasizing focus on work, staying committed to music.
They've Been trying to chase I'm just been painting vision clear
Others are trying to catch up, but the speaker is focused on a clear vision.
I look around I don't see anybody even near
Despite looking around, there's no one close or comparable.
Minds erasing demons chasing I see nothing but fear
Mental struggles, chasing demons, surrounded by fear.
Memories keep us close together but I know your are not here
Memories connect, but the person is physically absent.
I'm just figure trying to figure this out on my own
Trying to figure things out independently.
Waiting for the day I've been sitting on my throne
Awaiting a future day of success while in a position of power.
They already know that I'm better on my own
Confidently asserting that being alone is better.
I'm just trying to tell you all I hear are dial tones
Expressing a lack of communication, only hearing dial tones.
Take us back to the days where we were innocent
Nostalgia for innocent times in the past.
We would talk about our days and we were winning
Reflecting on positive moments of past conversations.
They would talk about us like we didn't exist
Noticed by others, but perhaps misunderstood or overlooked.
Hopeful minds in a world where its full of bliss
Positive minds in a world that should be blissful.
Put dead roses where we use to meet
Symbolic placement of dead roses where significant meetings occurred.
They give you 43 reasons why you should be free
43 reasons given for the need to be free.
I put these wings on now these demons they leave me be
Wearing metaphorical wings to repel demons.
Flying so high up in the clouds I ain't coming down
Metaphorically flying high and avoiding descent.
Sitting on my throne now I'm wearing my fucking crown
Seated in a position of power, wearing a metaphorical crown.
I don't see these highs ever seem to come down
Emphasizing a sustained state of euphoria.
Put dead roses where we use to meet
Repetition of placing dead roses at a significant location.
The old me dead and gone you don't even know me
The old self is gone, unknown to others.
Put dead roses where we use to meet
Reiteration of placing dead roses at a meaningful spot.
The old me dead and gone you don't even know me
The old self is gone, unrecognized by others.
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