Lyrics
Part of me is faded and cold
There's a part of me that feels faded and emotionally cold.
Part of me is rusted and old
Another part of me feels worn-out and aged.
My dreams, my demons, my fears, my mistakes
Refers to the artist's dreams, inner struggles (demons), fears, and past errors or regrets.
Hit me at once then all together disappear
Experiencing a sudden rush of emotions or thoughts, then they vanish all at once.
My free will, my ego, my constraints, my sanity
Describes the artist's sense of autonomy, self-importance (ego), limitations, and mental stability.
For a second I’m free
A momentary feeling of freedom or liberation.
For a second I’m free
-For a second I’m free
-Behaving and acting
Conforming to societal norms but feeling disconnected from oneself.
Not empty but not me
Not feeling completely empty but not true to oneself either.
Forgetting who I used to be
Forgetting one's previous identity or self.
Upside down till nosebleed
Feeling disoriented or chaotic to the point of physical distress (nosebleed).
Every turn became a corner
Every change or decision feels like a challenge or painful experience.
Every turn became a torture
-Wanna earn a badge of honor
Wants recognition or validation for enduring hardships.
Be my one and only soldier
Desiring someone to support or fight alongside, seeking companionship.
I don’t know what to feel, I don’t know how to feel
Uncertain about emotions, struggling to understand or express them.
Let it go, let it seal, before growin’ you gotta kill
Advising to let go of past experiences before growing or evolving.
Part of me is faded and cold
Repetition of feeling faded, cold, rusted, and old, echoing earlier sentiments.
Part of me is rusted and old
-My dreams, my demons, my fears, my mistakes
Similar to lines 3-4, revisiting dreams, fears, etc., then experiencing their sudden disappearance.
Hit me at once then all together disappear
-My free will, my ego, my constraints, my sanity
Reiteration of the fleeting feeling of freedom.
For a second I’m free
-For a second I’m free
-For a second I’m free
-Behaving and acting
Acting in accordance with societal expectations but feeling a sense of disconnection.
Not empty but not me
-Forgetting who I used to be
Continued struggle to remember or relate to one's past self or identity.
Upside down till nosebleed
Metaphorically feeling physically disoriented, possibly due to inner turmoil.
Lost in long nights, running short on time
Feeling lost in extended periods of time but maintaining confidence about the future.
Standing upright, knowing I’ll be alright
-Not editing myself for someone else
Refusing to alter oneself for others, avoiding deception or hastiness.
Not reckonin’ I’ll be something else
-Not fallin’ for black or white lies
-Not turning on a dime ahead of time
-Keep dying and breathin’
Experiencing personal growth through struggles and challenges.
Not faking but changing
-On the lookout for the red lights
Being cautious of warning signs or potential dangers but not willing to give up.
On a burning edge but not gonna die
-Alone, alone, alone in a dark city
Feeling isolated or alone in a bustling city, longing for someone to understand.
Hoping one day someone hears me
-Not that bad, it’s nothing
Downplaying struggles or difficulties as not being severe.
I don’t know what to feel, I’m so fuckin' used to feelin' lonely
Accustomed to feeling lonely but accepting it as a part of life.
I’m okay with it
Expressing acceptance or contentment with feeling lonely.
Part of me is faded and cold
Repetition of earlier emotions and struggles, emphasizing their persistence.
Part of me is rusted and old
-My dreams, my demons, my fears, my mistakes
-Hit me at once then all together disappear
-My free will, my ego, my constraints, my sanity
-For a second I’m free
-For a second I’m free
-For a second I’m free
-Behaving and acting
-Not empty but not me
-Forgetting who I used to be
-Upside down till nosebleed
-In a dark city
Reiteration of feeling alone in a dark urban environment.
In a small pond, tryna make a sound
Struggling to make an impact or be noticed in a small, unimportant place.
Out in the cold gettin’ off the ground
-In the city fresh flesh and bone
-Proving I’m not a stone
-Part of me is faded and cold
Repetition of earlier themes, emotions, and struggles, emphasizing their lasting presence.
Part of me is rusted and old
-My dreams, my demons, my fears, my mistakes
-Hit me at once then all together disappear
-My free will, my ego, my constraints, my sanity
-For a second I’m free
-For a second I’m free
-For a second I’m free
-Behaving and acting
-Not empty but not me
-Forgetting who I used to be
-Upside down till nosebleed
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