life fucks you around
Resilience in Chaos: Navigating Life's Turmoil Through Nathan Busher-Welch's Melody
Lyrics
Life fucks you around, it can be pretty tough
Life is unpredictable and challenging.
Things bring you down, it feels pretty rough
Challenges and difficulties can be emotionally taxing.
Just writing these songs, it gives me papercuts
Creating music is emotionally painful but serves as an outlet.
I'm tired of feeling like I'm not enough
Feeling inadequate and exhausted.
Stop shutting me out, I'm so fucking fed up
Frustration with being excluded, seeking understanding.
Not giving up now, so will you give a fuck
Determination to persist despite challenges.
Everybody doubts me, I feel like I'm drowning
Dealing with self-doubt and feeling overwhelmed.
The grim reaper's calling, now life's doors are closing
A metaphorical reference to the approach of death.
I'm sick of this bullshit, nothing seems to function
Exhaustion with life's difficulties and dysfunction.
Reaper's on his way now, I can't find a way out
A sense of impending doom or crisis.
Life's got its own ways of serving broken hearts
Life brings unexpected pain and heartbreak.
All kind of diseases and fucking monsters
A metaphorical portrayal of life's challenges as monsters.
Things aren't always fair but we just carry on
Perseverance despite life's unfairness.
It's all in my head, they said but no it's not
Contradiction to the dismissal of emotional struggles.
Everybody doubts me, I feel like I'm drowning
Reiteration of self-doubt and emotional struggle.
The grim reaper's calling, now life's doors are closing
Reiteration of the metaphorical presence of death.
I'm sick of this bullshit, nothing seems to function
Continued frustration with life's challenges.
Reaper's on his way now, I can't find a way out
Repetition of the sense of impending crisis.
Everybody doubts me, what's the point of trying
Questioning the purpose of putting in effort.
All I'm doing is lying, to myself I'm dying
Expressing inner turmoil and self-deception.
Nah, fuck that
Rejecting negative thoughts and emotions.
Everybody doubts me, I feel like I'm drowning
Reiteration of self-doubt and emotional struggle.
The grim reaper's calling, now life's doors are closing
Reiteration of the metaphorical presence of death.
I'm sick of this bullshit, nothing seems to function
Continued frustration with life's challenges.
Reaper's on his way now, I can't find a way out
Repetition of the sense of impending crisis.
Life fucks you around, it fucks you around, it fucks you around
Final emphasis on life's unpredictable and challenging nature.
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