Pain Swims
Drowning in Regret: Mason Horne's 'Pain Swims' Unveils the Dark Depths
Lyrics
The night feels as empty as the bottle in my right hand
The night feels lonely, symbolized by the empty bottle in the speaker's right hand.
But I can’t find it in me to pull the pistol from my night stand
The speaker contemplates self-harm but struggles to take the drastic step of grabbing a pistol from the nightstand.
I let love turn to driveway dust
The speaker allowed love to fade away, comparing it to the dust on a driveway.
Forgot your ring and broke your trust
The speaker acknowledges neglecting commitment by forgetting a ring and breaking trust.
I was crazy enough to think that you’d understand
The speaker was naive to believe that their actions would be understood by their partner.
What’s wrong with me?
The speaker questions their own flaws and struggles with self-awareness.
What made me think I could beat it with a bottle or just pour another drink?
The speaker reflects on attempting to cope with problems through alcohol, realizing it's ineffective.
I’m the only one who’s drowning
The speaker feels isolated in their struggles, emphasizing their sense of drowning in their issues.
That’s the way it always ends
The speaker acknowledges a pattern where situations end with them being the one suffering.
I should’ve listened when you told me that pain swims
The speaker regrets not heeding advice about the persistence of pain.
I keep screaming out your name
The speaker expresses emotional pain by repeatedly calling out the name of a person.
Tearing down my walls
The speaker attempts to break down emotional barriers, possibly in an attempt to reconnect.
Driving back and forth to the liquor store
The speaker engages in a self-destructive cycle of seeking solace through frequent visits to the liquor store.
Til’ the neighbors call the law
The speaker's actions attract unwanted attention from neighbors, leading to potential legal consequences.
It's a never ending cycle
The speaker acknowledges the unhealthy, repetitive nature of their destructive behavior.
That I know is no good for me
The speaker recognizes that the cycle is detrimental to their well-being.
I know I can’t have you back so why can’t I be free?
The speaker acknowledges the impossibility of rekindling a past relationship but struggles to move on.
What’s wrong with me?
The speaker questions their own actions and inability to overcome pain through alcohol.
What made me think I could kill it with a bottle or just pour another drink?
The speaker reflects on the futile attempt to numb the pain with alcohol.
I’m the only one who’s drowning
The speaker emphasizes their own struggle, feeling isolated in their emotional distress.
That’s the way it always ends
The speaker recognizes the recurring pattern of their struggles leading to personal suffering.
I should’ve listened when you told me that pain swims
The speaker regrets not heeding advice about the persistence of pain, repeating the acknowledgment.
Pain swims
The repetition of "Pain swims" reinforces the enduring and pervasive nature of emotional pain.
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