Infectious

Infectious Melancholy: Unraveling the Emotional Symphony
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Lyrics

Controlled, consumed

Feeling restrained and influenced

Thoughts unattached

Unconnected thoughts

Each one a failed synapses detached from fact

Failed connections to reality

One positive, one negative

Contrast between positive and negative thoughts


Desperate, holding on to healthy images

Desperation to hold onto positive thoughts

Remember witness, wattness, matters, we're not gonna make it

Recalling the importance of witness and matters, expressing doubt about success

Provoking everyone but no one gives a

Provoking others without receiving attention

Half laugh, half sigh

Mixed emotions of laughter and sigh


Half-sad, half-smile

Mixed feelings of sadness and a forced smile

Losing ability to recall his half-life

Difficulty remembering one's own experiences

Burn from the stove

Physical injury metaphorically described

Keys locked inside

Feeling locked out or isolated


Dazed as impending anger turns up in reprise

Confused and escalating anger

Remember green light, keeper, easy and eyes on the road ahead

Recollection of guidance and focus

Provoking everyone with all the words he said

Provoking others with words without impact

Infectious

Describing a contagious influence or behavior


I won't speak of all that would have been

Refusing to discuss missed opportunities

Gained, lost, spent

Acknowledging gains and losses

But I won't think of all that could have been

Avoiding thoughts of missed possibilities

Controlled, consumed

Reiteration of feeling controlled and consumed


Thoughts unattached

Repetition of unconnected thoughts

Outburst, these images are melding in my head

Emotional outburst and confusion

Remember Franken, Milkweg, Lintfabrik

Recalling specific places or events

The weirdest we have seen

Describing unusual or strange experiences


Fires and blown-out tires

Symbolic references to difficulties and disasters

Perfect tragedy

Describing a perfect tragedy

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Reiteration of infectious influence

I won't think of all that should have been

Avoiding thoughts of missed opportunities


Waste, lost, spent

Acknowledging waste and loss

But I won't think of all that could have been

Avoiding thoughts of missed possibilities

Goodbye old friend I won't speak of all that could have been

Saying goodbye to missed opportunities

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