Roadkill
Eternal Echoes: Unveiling the Haunting Tale of Labadie House's 'Roadkill'
Lyrics
Everything in my life has past
Reflecting on the passage of time and experiences in life.
I'm growing old and going nowhere fast
Feeling a sense of stagnation and lack of progress.
The voices of the past, screaming in my brain
Burdened by haunting memories from the past.
I've boarded up all the doors
Attempting to shut out painful memories by closing off emotionally.
That hide the memories of your corpse
Concealing the memories of someone's death, possibly traumatic.
Let's raise the dead
Expressing a desire to revive or revisit the past.
Hands soaked in red
Suggesting involvement in violent or destructive actions.
My masterpiece of flesh
Describing a creation involving flesh, possibly metaphorical or literal.
Shit, trash, and limbs about
Surrounded by undesirable elements, reflecting a chaotic state.
And I'll never get the fuck out
Feeling trapped and unable to escape from a grim situation.
Now I have a chance to get away
Opportunity to break free from the past and negative influences.
You won't believe anything that they say
Distrustful of information or advice from others.
Because I was the quiet one
Identifying as a reserved or introverted individual.
The quiet one who sat alone
Lonely and isolated, possibly due to being misunderstood.
All alone in his desolate home
Emphasizing solitude in a desolate environment.
Mothers come to make you go away
Reference to maternal figures influencing departure.
It won't be long until I grow more insane
Anticipating a decline into increasing levels of insanity.
Until I grow more insane
Reiteration of the expectation of growing insanity.
Let's raise the dead
Repeating the desire to revive or revisit the past.
Hands soaked in red
Reiteration of involvement in violent or destructive actions.
My masterpiece of flesh
Repeating the description of a creation involving flesh.
Shit, trash, and limbs about
Repetition of being surrounded by undesirable elements.
And I'll never get the fuck out
Repetition of feeling trapped and unable to escape.
Let's raise the dead, hands soaked in red
Repetitive emphasis on the desire to revive or revisit the past.
Let's raise the dead, hands soaked in red
-Let's raise the dead, hands soaked in red
-Let's raise the dead, hands soaked in red
-Let's raise the dead, hands soaked in red
-Let's raise the dead, let's raise the dead
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