Clawing at the Walls
Desperation's Grip: Battling Inner Turmoil
Lyrics
Everything gets beneath my skin these days
Feeling disturbed or bothered by everything around.
And I can't take another fucking second
Expressing frustration and an inability to endure any more.
Of all the stupid shit you say, and games you play
Annoyed with the nonsense and games played by someone.
Like a fucking broken record
Comparing the repetitive behavior to a broken record.
You're only ever talkin' 'bout what brings you down
Noticing a focus on negative aspects and self-destructive talk.
And chews you up, and spits you out
Describing how negativity affects and wears the person down.
It's running me into the ground
Feeling overwhelmed and defeated by the circumstances.
I can't keep this up forever
Acknowledging the impossibility of maintaining the current state.
These walls are closing in, every day they get a little closer
Sensing a gradual restriction and pressure from the surroundings.
The air is getting thin, and every second gets a little slower
Feeling a decrease in vitality and a slowdown in every moment.
I'm grasping at the straws, it seems like I'm always in the thick of it
Expressing desperation and struggling to cope with challenges.
I'm clawing at the walls, I'm getting desperate
Intensely fighting against difficult situations, reaching a breaking point.
Everything gets inside my head sometimes
Experiencing intrusive thoughts that disturb the peace of mind.
And I can't find a single quiet moment
Unable to find a moment of peace or quiet in the chaos.
To deal with what's on my mind, relax, unwind
Struggling to deal with overwhelming thoughts and seeking relaxation.
My thoughts are overflowing
Feeling mentally overloaded with excessive thoughts.
I'm only ever fuckin' up, or fuckin' 'round
Acknowledging personal mistakes and a pattern of self-sabotage.
Or building up to break back down
Engaging in behaviors that lead to inevitable breakdowns.
And I'm calling out without a sound
Calling out for help or understanding without making a sound.
Like my brain is fuckin' broken
Feeling as if the mind is dysfunctional or not working properly.
These walls are closing in, every day they get a little closer
Reiterating the sense of confinement and increasing pressure.
The air is getting thin, and every second gets a little slower
Noticing a decrease in the quality of air and a slowing of time.
I'm grasping at the straws, it seems like I'm always in the thick of it
Continuing to struggle with challenges and difficulties.
I'm clawing at the walls, I'm getting desperate
Persisting in the fight against adversity and becoming desperate.
These walls are closing in, every day they get a little closer
Repeating the theme of increasing pressure and confinement.
The air is getting thin, and every second gets a little slower
Emphasizing the feeling of suffocation and time dragging on.
I'm grasping at the straws, it seems like I'm always in the thick of it
Expressing a constant struggle and being consistently in challenging situations.
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