Lyrics
You say you lived, were you good enough to live again?
You question whether the past life you lived was worthy of being lived again.
Day of of the dead, were you good enough to resurrect?
On the Day of the Dead, you reflect on whether your life was good enough to be resurrected.
You use your friends, were they good enough to use again?
You question if you used your friends and if they were good enough to be used again.
It's all been said, was it good enough? I'm sure it was
Everything has been said and done, and you contemplate whether it was good enough, expressing confidence that it was.
Sever off the strings you used to hold us up
You decide to cut ties with the influences that supported you.
Straighten out my broken fingers, I'm crawling out
Your fingers are broken metaphorically, and you strive to overcome difficulties.
The walls you hold around me keep on falling down
The walls that confined you are crumbling, allowing you to break free.
And everything is good enough like it was
Despite challenges, everything is considered good enough as it is.
The hour we know, is it good enough for everyone?
You question if the time spent is satisfactory for everyone involved.
And when we're done, was it good enough? I know it was
After completion, you affirm that it was indeed good enough.
Sever off the strings you used to hold us up
You continue to sever ties that once supported you.
Straighten out my broken fingers I'm crawling out
You strive to recover and move forward despite challenges.
The walls you hold around me keep on falling down
The walls that restricted you are collapsing, revealing the truth behind sweet lies.
The sweetest lies you told me are just rotten now
Lies told to you, once sweet, are now exposed as rotten.
And everything is good enough like it was
Despite challenges, everything remains good enough as it was.
Sever off the strings you used to hold us up
Continuing to sever ties that once provided support.
Straighten out my broken fingers I'm crawling out
You persist in overcoming challenges, mending your broken state.
The walls you hold around me keep on falling down
The walls around you are persistently crumbling, allowing freedom.
And everything is good enough like it was
Despite challenges, everything remains good enough as it was.
Everything is good enough like it was
Reiteration that everything is good enough, reinforcing the sentiment.
Everything is good enough like it was
Repetition emphasizing the belief that everything is still good enough.
Everything is good enough like it was
Further repetition, underlining the idea that everything remains satisfactory.
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