Lyrics
She breathes through the book
She finds inspiration or solace in a book.
Measures a picture there
She evaluates or gauges a picture within the book.
Picks up a knife
She takes a knife in hand.
Cuts it to wallet size
She cuts the picture to a smaller size, perhaps for a wallet.
Now she has lived
Now she has experienced life.
Now she has breathed
Now she has fully lived.
Now she's tasted heaven but the trip doesn't sting
She has tasted joy, but the experience is not painful.
And all she wanted was a photograph
Her desire was simply for a photograph.
Rain on my tongue
Describing a sensory experience, possibly related to yearning.
Feels like I'm tasting god
The sensation is profound, akin to experiencing divinity.
Silver and gold
References to valuable elements, possibly metaphorical.
Drinking the riches up
Consuming and enjoying the wealth of life.
Back to the night
Returning to the night or darkness.
And if I died
If facing death, planning to seek answers beyond life.
I'm going to ask my questions on the other side
Possibly referring to questioning existence after death.
And all she wanted was a photograph
Reiteration of the desire for a photograph.
Mask of the city hangs in mock deliberation
The city's facade appears insincere or deceptive.
I step outside the wire while the sun strips off my cocaine
Stepping outside societal norms while influenced by substances.
Bent like a banshee
Being contorted or twisted in a manner reminiscent of a banshee.
While my cup is overflowing
Experiencing abundance or excess.
Another brutal ending
Anticipation or acknowledgment of another harsh conclusion.
I know I'm an animal story telling
Awareness of being part of a primal, instinctual narrative.
And she breathes through the book
Repetition of the act of finding solace in a book.
Said that she never knew
She claims not to have known something mentioned earlier.
Question is easy
Posing a simple question.
But the answer is hard to take
Accepting the challenge of a difficult answer.
The binding cracks
The binding of the book starts to break.
The words will fade
The words in the book begin to fade.
But she keeps the picture in the frame that she made
Despite deterioration, she preserves the picture in a frame.
And all she wanted was a photograph
Reiterating the primary desire for a photograph.
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