Round We Go
Navigating Silence and Pain: Marika Hackman's Emotional Journey
Lyrics
Oh my god, what have I done?
Expressing regret or shock about a past action or decision.
Left my hands above the flames
Metaphorically describing a risky or painful situation.
Heal my skin, with a bite of ointment
Seeking healing, using an ointment as a remedy for wounds.
Tastes like hell but I'm in pain
Acknowledging the unpleasant taste of the remedy but enduring the pain.
Don't speak softly, I'm deaf
Expressing difficulty in hearing or understanding due to emotional numbness.
As opposed and I like it, the silence
Enjoying the contrast of silence compared to opposition, finding comfort in it.
I'll just smile and nod my head
Choosing to respond with a smile and a nod instead of engaging in verbal communication.
How it burns! I can't focus on you
Experiencing intense emotional pain, making it challenging to focus on others.
See my skin? It's turning red
Physically manifesting distress through changes in skin color.
Don't speak softly, I'm deaf
Reiterating difficulty in hearing or processing due to emotional numbness.
I'm inside my head, rolling 'round my skull
Describing a state of introspection and self-awareness, being inside one's thoughts.
Like a flesh-coloured marble, round we go
Using a metaphor of a rolling marble to depict the cyclical nature of thoughts.
Hold my tongue with a finger, no thumb
Physically restraining speech, possibly to avoid expressing certain thoughts or feelings.
Pressing down into my neck
Describing pressure on the speaker's neck, symbolizing the difficulty in expressing oneself.
How it hurts! I can't exhale, next bale
Expressing difficulty in breathing or releasing pent-up emotions.
Tell me I'm a nervous wreck
Seeking validation or reassurance about one's emotional state.
Don't speak softly, I'm deaf
Reiterating difficulty in hearing or processing due to emotional numbness.
I'm inside my head, rolling 'round my skull
Revisiting the theme of introspection and self-awareness inside the speaker's mind.
Like a flesh-coloured marble, round we go
Repeating the marble metaphor, emphasizing the cyclical nature of thoughts.
Inside my head, rolling 'round my skull
Continuing the description of thoughts rolling inside the speaker's head.
Like a flesh-coloured marble, round we go
Concluding with the repetition of the marble metaphor, reinforcing the cyclicality of internal thoughts.
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