seeds of anxiety

Seeds of Anxiety: Lil Waste Unveils the Raw Emotion of Life's Struggles
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Lyrics

What's the point of life

Contemplating the purpose or significance of existence.

If you ain't gonna live

An inquiry about the worth of life if one doesn't actively engage in living it.

Every single night

Consistently, every night, dwelling on specific thoughts or concerns.

I'm up thinking of this

An indication of persistent preoccupation with certain issues.

There's someone on my snap

Observing someone's distress through social media (Snapchat).

And there's blood on their wrist

Indication of self-harm by the presence of blood on the person's wrist.

They're crying all alone

Describing the isolation and pain of another individual.

And I'm writing bout it

Reflecting on these experiences through creative expression, specifically writing.

I wish that I could help

An expression of a desire to assist but facing limitations despite efforts.

But I'm trying my best

Striving and putting in maximum effort despite constraints.

And once I'm done with one

Transitioning from one issue or person to the next once one is addressed or resolved.

Then I'm onto the next

Continual emotional struggle leading to tears despite the wish to avoid it.

I don't wanna cry

An emotional contradiction felt when experiencing happiness.

But i just can't help it

Belief that attempts to improve mental health are ineffective.

Every time I'm happy

Expressing the challenge of dealing with anxiety and depression.

Yeah, I feel so selfish

Comparing friendships to unreliable sources of information (Web-MD).

Positive thoughts and meditation, No more than placebo medication

Enduring hardships due to mental and emotional difficulties.

Anxiety and depression try to roll up on me, I've got friends as hard to trust as Web-MD

Reflecting on a sense of failure and inability to recover lost time.

Suffering from illnesses And pondering the time

A cycle of exhaustion and self-destructive behavior that repeats daily.

I could not redeem, Exhaustion and self destruction a daily routine

Reiterating the previous lines, questioning the purpose of life when not actively lived.

What's the point of life

Repeating the initial inquiry about the significance of life.

If you ain't gonna live

Reiteration of the belief that life should be lived actively.

Every single night

Continual, nightly contemplation on existential matters.

I'm up thinking of this

Repetition of persistent thoughts and concerns during the night.

What's the point of life If you ain't gonna live, Every single night I'm up

Restating the idea that life should be lived fully, with no passive existence.

What's the point of life If you ain't gonna live

Emphasizing the importance of actively engaging in life.

Every single night I'm up thinking of this

Repeating the habit of contemplating deeply each night.

There's someone on my snap And there's blood on their wrist

Observing distressing scenes on social media platforms (Snapchat).

They're crying all alone And I'm writing bout it

Describing self-harm and isolation in another person.

I wish that I could help But I'm trying my best

Expressing the desire to help despite personal limitations.

And once I'm done with one Then I'm onto the next

Transitioning from one issue or person to the next after attempting to assist.

I don't wanna cry But I just can't help it

Experiencing tears despite attempts to avoid expressing vulnerability.

Every time I'm happy Yeah, I feel so selfish

An inner conflict felt when experiencing happiness.

Hollow like the creaking in the floorboards

Comparing one's emotional state to hollowness, devoid of substance.

Broken like the glass windows

Using broken glass as a metaphor for one's emotional state—fragile and shattered.

Closure's a foreign word for desperate men

Describing the unfamiliarity of closure for individuals in desperate situations.

As they lay, Petrified in bed

Depicting the paralyzed state of those plagued by fear or anxiety.

What's the point of life If you ain't gonna live Every single night

Reiteration of the contemplation about the value of living an active life.

I'm up thinking of this There's someone on my snap And there's blood on their wrist

Repeating the observation of distress on social media (Snapchat).

They're crying all alone And I'm writing bout it I wish that I could help

Expressing the desire to help despite limitations in doing so.

But I'm trying my best And once I'm done with one Then I'm onto the next

Continually moving on to the next issue or person to assist despite personal struggles.

I don't wanna cry But I just can't help it Every time I'm happy Yeah, I feel so selfish

Experiencing conflicting emotions when feeling happiness, leading to a sense of selfishness.

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