Classy Milani

Yearning in Silence: Classy Milani's Poetic Journey
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Lyrics

I'll wake my eyes when it's time

I will open my eyes when the appropriate time comes.

It's been a year and I'm getting tired of waiting up for you

After a year, waiting for you has become tiring for me.

I'll hold your hand when you come down

I will be supportive when you face difficulties.

God knows this is the last sad song you're getting out of me

This will be the final melancholic song I dedicate to you.


Hold my head up so I can see right past your bullshit

I will remain resilient and not be deceived by your deceptive behavior.

And this tired conversation is going nowhere

This repetitive and exhausting conversation is leading nowhere.


I'll amputate my arms so I'll never reach out to yours again

I will metaphorically distance myself from reaching out to you again by "amputating" my arms.

I felt the sun set lying in a cornfield with Devin

A nostalgic reference to a moment lying in a cornfield with someone named Devin.


Coastlines turn to canvases before our eyes

Nature transforms into art before our eyes, symbolizing change.

Letters sent stamped with goodbyes

Goodbye messages are conveyed through letters.


When I wake up I see painted birds that represent something that's become nothing

Upon waking up, the speaker sees painted birds representing the transformation of something meaningful into nothingness.

We've become nothing

Acknowledging the deterioration of a relationship into nothing.


What once helped me breathe is eating my lungs and choking me up

Something that once brought life is now causing harm and suffocation.

"People that we think we love, it's them we cannot trust."

Expressing distrust towards those believed to be loved.


So, I'll move to Portland by myself. Buy some furniture and silverware, and eat dinner all alone

The decision to relocate to Portland alone, emphasizing independence.

I'm sorry for complaining all the time

An apology for frequent complaints.

This'll be the last time that I write

Declaring that this will be the final time the speaker communicates in this manner.

Just like I said, I won't pick up the phone

Reiterating the commitment not to answer the phone.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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