Lyrics
What's on your mind?
Expression of curiosity about the thoughts of the listener.
Some nights I stay up, afraid of the backs of my eyes, afraid to see inside, my head. (What's inside my head?)
Expressing fear of self-reflection and what lies within, particularly the emotional weight carried.
Afraid to deal with the weight that I held. Faint forgiveness in the air, but I'm convinced that they won't care.
Reluctance to confront personal burdens, sensing a lack of genuine forgiveness from others.
(Feigned forgiveness in the air)
Highlighting insincere forgiveness present in the atmosphere.
Within reach, but they won't care.
Despite being reachable, a belief that others won't empathize or care about the internal struggles.
But there's a hand still reaching out for me, to reach into my heart's attempt to see, to take off this blindfold covering me. The anxiety, the depression, isolation, obsession.
Acknowledging a supportive hand trying to help overcome challenges like anxiety, depression, isolation, and obsession.
Observe the story again. Tell it from cover to cover. (Cover to cover). My life's a trial of missteps and errors (missteps and errors).
Reflecting on life's narrative, admitting to a series of mistakes and missteps.
I turned my back on my family, and God's house that we called home. But I'm no longer in control. The bottle's gripped tight around my throat.
Conveying a loss of control, regret over turning away from family and spiritual roots, and the grip of alcoholism.
Don't forget who you are.
An urging reminder not to lose one's identity amid challenges.
Get out of this hole that you've dug yourself in.
Encouragement to break free from a self-created difficult situation.
A goodbye and a letter.
Mentioning a farewell and a written message, possibly indicating a struggle with farewells.
Hold on to hope of things, maybe, getting better.
Holding onto hope for improvement despite difficulties.
Of all the dreams and terrors you've seen.
Reflecting on various experiences, dreams, and fears encountered.
Something always stands out, it's what life could have been.
Noting that a particular aspect stands out—the contemplation of what life might have been.
That thought of making it work, or have I, have I just made it worse?
Questioning whether efforts to make things work have been counterproductive.
Can we mend what is broken if I'm on the outside?
Expressing doubt about repairing broken relationships while feeling distant.
Get by with surface hello's and goodbyes. (Hello. Goodbye.)
Settling for surface-level interactions, implying a difficulty in connecting on a deeper level.
A look too deep and they might see what's inside. (What's inside?)
Fear of revealing internal struggles if someone looks too deeply.
Hold my heart in the way you first saw it.
Requesting to cherish the heart in the way it was initially perceived or loved.
Of all the memories, the worst stay stuck on rewind.
Highlighting the tendency to dwell on painful memories that replay like a stuck tape.
You lose yourself to the world.
Describing a sense of losing oneself to the external world.
You've lost yourself to the world.
Reiteration of the theme of losing one's identity to external influences.
I've lost myself to the world.
Personal acknowledgment of being lost to the challenges and complexities of the world.
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