Tru Punk

Surreal Reflections: Life's Cruel Introspection
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Lyrics

Drive a special way

Driving in a distinctive manner, not conventional

Roll around in two

Move around in pairs or duality

Wallow in your weight like you always do

Indulging in the burden of your own weight, possibly a metaphor for emotional baggage

Line 'em up, lay 'em down straight into

Arrange or organize things in a row, then face them directly

Listen up, write it down

Pay attention and record information


Jog it through your head 'til it's watered down

Repeatedly think about something until it loses its impact

This is all you said in a vacant sound

Expressing ideas that lack substance or depth

"Write 'em off, turn it on, straighten through"

Dismiss or disregard, then activate or initiate

This is how life will go

Describing a particular way life unfolds

Blatant cruel mornings taunt me

Mornings characterized by obvious and harsh cruelty


Wash away the smell that you left behind

Eliminate the traces or reminders of a past presence

Death won't leave my town and it's settled down

Death has become a permanent resident in the town

Rack 'em up, write it down, pay your dues

Set up a situation, document it, and fulfill obligations

Grow apart, lay in two

Grow distant or disconnected, possibly referring to relationships

Fish in soggy ponds wait around for you

Waiting in stagnant circumstances for something or someone

Wishing for a hook to bite onto

Longing for a solution or escape, like a fish waiting for a hook

And evolve all to solve failed you

Evolve and adapt to overcome failures or disappointments

Take it down, change it's sound straight into

Bring something down or reduce its significance, change its essence

Straighten through

Straighten through, possibly emphasizing perseverance or facing challenges directly

Lay in two

Divide or separate into two

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