Wasted Days

Wasted Days: Battling Demons in the Cold Streets
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Lyrics

They always seem to kick me when I'm down

Experiencing repeated challenges or setbacks when already feeling low.

What a way for them to tell me I'm worth nothing more than dirt on the ground

Feeling devalued, equated to being worth nothing more than dirt on the ground.

Just pull the chair from underneath my feet and throw me out into the cold streets

Metaphorically being abandoned and left vulnerable in a harsh environment.

They say some things are better left unsaid

Advising that some information is intentionally kept unsaid for emotional protection.

To know the truth would be too much for me to comprehend

Fearing that knowing the truth would be emotionally overwhelming.

Force fed to believe there's something more for me

Being forced to believe in a greater purpose or meaning in life.

Set up to fail with no chance to succeed

Feeling set up for failure with no opportunity to succeed.

Wasted days spent watching my life pass by

Reflecting on time spent passively observing life without meaningful engagement.

Take me away, back to a better time where I'm not standing in line to die

Expressing a desire to escape to a better time and avoid a grim fate.

I know I've been here before, questioning everything

Acknowledging past experiences of questioning everything in life.

Left with my heart on the floor

Being emotionally vulnerable with a broken heart.

Kick me when I'm down

Reiterating the experience of being mistreated when already down.

Numb to the pain

Feeling emotionally numb as a coping mechanism.

A face with no name

Describing a face that lacks identity or recognition.

Just pull the chair from underneath my feet and throw me out into the cold streets

Repeating the imagery of being abandoned and left in a harsh environment.

They say some things are better left unsaid

Reiterating the idea that certain truths are better left unspoken.

To know the truth would be too much for me to comprehend

Reiterating the fear of being overwhelmed by the truth.

What you see is never what you get

Suggesting that appearances can be deceptive, and reality may differ.

Distorted hope for the hopeless

Expressing a distorted sense of hope for those who feel hopeless.

In sickness and health

Referencing commitment in both sickness and health, possibly metaphorical.

This black cloud will follow me 'til I'm burning in hell

Conveying a persistent sense of negativity or misfortune.

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