BLISTERS

Love's Battle: Private School's Melodic Struggle
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Lyrics

Not the type you want to take home to mom

Describing oneself as not suitable to introduce to a mother figure.

And when your with me you don't really have any fun

Suggesting that being with the speaker is not enjoyable.

You want to break away and take a trip to the sun

Expressing a desire to break away and escape to a carefree place like the sun.

I want to play this song until my fingers go numb

Expressing a commitment to playing a particular song passionately.

Everyday why I feel a pierce in my lung

Reflecting on a persistent, painful feeling in the chest every day.

It seem like me and smoke we just don't get along

Suggesting a difficulty or discomfort in dealing with smoke, possibly metaphorical.

And we kiss quiet every time that she run

Describing a quiet kiss during times of departure.

You can see the clouds as they leaving the gun

Observing clouds as they disperse, possibly metaphorical, linked to a gun.

Better act right

Emphasizing the need to behave appropriately.

I know that this my last time

Acknowledging awareness of a final opportunity or experience.

Oh yeah I said that last night

Recalling a similar statement made the previous night.

I guess you won

Admitting defeat or acknowledging the other person's victory.

You better act right

Reiterating the importance of acting appropriately.

I can't keep fucking doing this shit every fucking day

Expressing frustration about repeating the same negative experiences daily.

Right girl right girl, this my last time girl

Affirming that this is the last time for a particular situation or relationship.

We do this shit over and over

Acknowledging a pattern of repeating actions despite intentions otherwise.

Oh I said that last night?

Recalling a similar statement from the previous night.

Well shit I guess I did

Confirming the admission made in line 11.

I guess you won

Reiterating the acknowledgment of the other person's victory.

I guess you won

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Not the type you want to take home to mom

Repeating the description of oneself as not suitable to take home to mom.

And when your with me you don't really have any fun

Reiterating that being with the speaker is not enjoyable.

You want to break away and take a trip to the sun

Repeating the desire to break away and escape to the sun.

I want to play this song until my fingers go numb

Reaffirming the commitment to playing a particular song passionately.

Everyday why I feel a pierce in my lung

Repeating the reflection on a persistent, painful feeling in the chest.

It seem like me and smoke we just don't get along

Reiterating the difficulty or discomfort in dealing with smoke.

And we kiss quiet every time that she run

Repeating the description of a quiet kiss during times of departure.

You can see the clouds as they leaving the gun

Reiterating the observation of clouds dispersing, possibly metaphorically linked to a gun.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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