Deathbox

Unraveling Inner Turmoil: Mnemic's Struggle Within
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Lyrics

I'm not in a state of despair

I am not in a state of despair.

Nothing seems to fit my mind

Nothing seems to align with my thoughts.

And although I can't be there

Even though I can't physically be present, I know there's a place for someone like me.

I still know that there's a place for someone

There's a space or role for individuals similar to myself.

Just like me

Reiterating the idea that there's a place for someone with the speaker's characteristics.

Now will I ever wake up

Questioning if the speaker will ever become aware of their situation.

Wake up to see the box I'm in

Reflecting on the confined situation the speaker is in.

And will I ever stand up

Wondering if the speaker will ever overcome the current predicament.

I'm standing on the edge of inability

The speaker is on the verge of incapability or powerlessness.

And though I'm trying it still penetrates my body

Despite efforts, a negative influence continues to affect the speaker.

All these demons that I carry deep inside

Acknowledging internal struggles and challenges.

The changing faces forces me to leave the traces

The speaker is forced to leave evidence or marks of difficult experiences.

Of the stranger things that are growing in my mind

Referring to unsettling thoughts growing in the speaker's mind.

Oh I know that I have

Acknowledging past experiences of facing similar challenges.

Done this once or twice before

Previous encounters with challenges are still unclear or vague.

The names are still a blur

The names associated with past challenges remain indistinct.

I'm arrogantly close to falling of the edge

The speaker is dangerously close to succumbing to pressure or difficulties.

I know I'm not insane

Asserting sanity despite inner turmoil and mental distress.

Though my head hurts on the inside

Experiencing internal pain despite external composure.

The images disturb me

Disturbing mental images affect the speaker.

I know I'm not insane, I'm not what they call me

Reaffirming sanity and rejecting negative labels assigned by others.

They're no good, still surrounding me

Negative influences persistently surround the speaker.

Forcing my actions upon me

External forces impose actions on the speaker.

The blood just paint my world

Blood symbolically paints the speaker's world.

They're no good, still surrounding me

Negative influences continue to impact the speaker.

Forcing my actions upon me

External forces dictate the speaker's actions.

They're forcing my actions upon my deathbox

External forces control the speaker's actions leading to their 'deathbox.'

And though I'm trying it still penetrates my body

Despite efforts, negative influences persist in affecting the speaker.

All these demons that I carry deep inside

Reiteration of inner struggles and demons carried by the speaker.

The changing faces force me to leave the traces

Changing circumstances compel the speaker to leave evidence of their challenges.

Of the stranger things that's growing in my mind

Reflecting on unsettling thoughts growing in the speaker's mind.

Now will I ever wake up

Questioning if the speaker will ever become aware of their situation.

Wake up to see the box I'm in

Reflecting on the confined situation the speaker is in.

And will I ever stand up

Wondering if the speaker will ever overcome the current predicament.

I'm standing on the edge of inability

The speaker is on the verge of incapability or powerlessness.

Now is this a failure

Pondering whether the current state is a failure.

My project kill is right awake

The speaker's project or ambition is fully alert or active.

I'm all burned out from pressure

Feeling exhausted and burnt out due to external pressures.

My thoughts have brought me to my knees

The speaker's thoughts have led them to a state of vulnerability.

Awake in pain

Acknowledging painful wakefulness.

They're no good, still surrounding me

Negative influences persistently surround the speaker.

Forcing my actions upon me

External forces impose actions on the speaker.

The blood just paints my world

Blood symbolically paints the speaker's world.

They're no good, still surrounding me

Negative influences continue to impact the speaker.

Forcing my actions upon me

External forces dictate the speaker's actions.

They're forcing my actions upon my deathbox

External forces control the speaker's actions leading to their 'deathbox.'</

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