Lyrics
Cast your mind back to the days,
Reflecting on past days.
When I pretend' I was OK.
Concealing emotional struggles.
I had so very much to say,
Desire to express thoughts.
About my crazy livin'.
Discussing a chaotic lifestyle.
Now that I've stared into the void,
Confronting emptiness or despair.
So many people, I've annoyed.
Upsetting others, seeking balance.
I have to find a middle way,
Searching for a moderate path.
A better way of livin'.
Striving for a better way of life.
So I haven't given up,
Perseverance despite challenges.
That all my choices, my good luck
Feeling fortunate, yet facing obstacles.
Appear to go and get me stuck,
Choices leading to entrapment.
In an open prison.
Metaphorical reference to feeling confined.
Now I am tryin' to break free,
Attempting to break free from constraints.
In a state of empathy.
Seeking understanding and connection.
Find the true and enemy,
Identifying true adversaries.
Eradicate this prison.
Wishing to eliminate confinement.
No-one can take it away from me,
Asserting ownership of personal experience.
And no-one can tear it apart.
Emphasizing resilience against external forces.
Cause a heart that hurts,
Associating pain with functionality.
Is a heart that works.
Highlighting the effectiveness of a pained heart.
A heart that hurts,
Reiteration of the connection between pain and function.
Is a heart that works.
Emphasizing the functional aspect of a hurting heart.
A heart that hurts,
Further reinforcing the pain-function connection.
Is a heart that works.
Stressing the working nature of a hurting heart.
No-one can take it away from me,
Reasserting personal control and resilience.
No-one can tear it apart.
Underlining resistance against external influences.
Maybe 'an elaborate fantasy,
Suggesting a possibility of an imaginative escape.
But it's the perfect place to start.
Viewing an imaginative space as a positive starting point.
Cause a heart that hurts,
Reiteration of the pain-function connection.
Is a heart that works.
Emphasizing the functionality of a hurting heart.
A heart that hurts,
Restating the link between pain and working.
Is a heart that, works.
Concluding the song with the pain-function motif.
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