Problems
Counting Dollars, Not Problems: Rafi Barides' Anthem of Resilience
Lyrics
Have I ate my will to live
Expressing a sense of having lost the desire to live.
Got so full on emptiness
Feeling full or overwhelmed by emptiness and emotional void.
I have hope written on my wrist
Having hope, possibly symbolized by a wrist tattoo.
That's just ink, no match for this
Acknowledging that the hope represented by ink is insufficient.
I thought at my age I'd be carving out my legacy
Reflecting on the expectation of creating a lasting impact by this stage of life.
Oh God, look at me, sitting here in therapy
Admitting to being in therapy, possibly highlighting personal struggles.
Ooh, time feels like it's bursting through your seams
Perceiving time as forceful and overwhelming.
Pulled just like a rug under your feet
Feeling destabilized, similar to having a rug pulled from under one's feet.
Spent your coffee looking for your dreams
Wasting time searching for unfulfilled dreams.
And maybe I'm wrong, at least I got this song
Acknowledging a potential mistake but finding solace in creating music.
I don't count my problems, I just count my dollars
Choosing to focus on financial success rather than problems.
Used to count my follows, now I can't be bothered
Moving away from valuing social media popularity.
Tell me that I'm broken, at least I've got my focus
Rejecting the idea of being broken, emphasizing personal determination.
I don't count my problems, I just count my dollars
Reiterating the emphasis on counting financial success over problems.
Humans are a funny thing, but you don't seem to mind it, do you
Observing the complexities of human nature but finding it acceptable.
You're out of touch, but when life gives you lemons
Suggesting detachment from reality but making the best of it.
Buy Kombucha
Using humor to cope with life's challenges, suggesting buying a trendy health drink.
I've been wrong, I've been right
Acknowledging past mistakes and attempting to live authentically.
I'm just trying to live my life
Expressing the desire to live life genuinely, regardless of judgments.
And when I can't hear a thing, at least somebody's listening
Finding comfort in knowing that someone is listening even in silence.
Ooh, time feels like it's bursting through your seams
Repeating the theme of time feeling overwhelming and unstoppable.
Pulled just like a rug under your feet
Reiterating the feeling of sudden destabilization.
Spent your coffee looking for your dreams
Continuing the search for unfulfilled dreams, perhaps in a routine activity.
And maybe I'm wrong, at least I got this song
Acknowledging potential mistakes but finding solace in music creation.
I don't count my problems, I just count my dollars
Emphasizing a focus on financial success rather than dwelling on problems.
Used to count my follows, now I can't be bothered
Highlighting a shift from valuing social media recognition to personal priorities.
Tell me that I'm broken, at least I've got my focus
Rejecting the notion of being broken and emphasizing personal determination.
I don't count my problems, I just count my dollars
Reiterating the emphasis on counting financial success over problems.
Yeah, oh, problems, yeah
Expressing acknowledgment of problems but asserting resilience.
Don't tell me I'm broke, broke, you know
Rejecting the label of being broke and asserting financial stability.
Ooh, yeah
Repeating the expressive sound, possibly conveying emotional intensity.
Yeah, yeah
Continuing the expressive sound, maintaining emotional intensity.
No, no problems
Asserting the absence of problems, possibly as a declaration of resilience.
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