Numbered
Numb or Numbered: A Melodic Odyssey of Lost Souls
Lyrics
My eyes are open now and I can finally see
Realization of clarity and awareness after a period of unawareness
That I am suffering for the man I used to be
Experiencing hardship due to the consequences of past actions or choices
With my head in the clouds and nowhere else to turn
Feeling lost or directionless, with no options available
I'm just scratching at my skin for a sense of relief, like you wouldn't believe
Trying desperately for some form of relief, albeit in a futile manner
Everything I touch just rots with me
Everything the individual interacts with decays or diminishes alongside them
It rots away like an empty grave
Things deteriorate rapidly, similar to the desolation of an abandoned burial site
Nothing but a sunken wreck of oceans under seas
Depiction of profound damage or ruin beneath the surface
We are the lost and the low, we can't sit with the kings and queens
Identification with a marginalized or excluded group, unable to associate with those in power
We are the wretched and the bruised
Belonging to a group that is downtrodden and emotionally wounded
We sway by a tightened noose
Symbolic representation of being controlled or influenced severely by external factors
Are we Numb or are we Numbered?
Pondering whether feelings of apathy or being counted or categorized prevail
I'm blindfolded by a man in a mask
Metaphorically blinded by someone concealing their true intentions or identity
It's gotta make you ask; is it false or is it true?
Questioning the authenticity of a situation or individual
I can feel your fingers wrapped around my throat and I can't breathe
Sensation of suffocation or restriction caused by another's influence
I am the lost and the low, I can't sit with the kings and queens
Personal identification with a marginalized or excluded group
I am the wretched and the bruised
Belonging to a group that suffers and is emotionally hurt
Watch me sway by a noose
Symbolic depiction of being controlled or influenced significantly by external forces
Are we Numb or are we Numbered?
Repetition of questioning whether feelings of apathy or being counted prevail
A golden road is all I know
Describing familiarity with a path to success, potentially harmful or detrimental
A golden road will kill me slow
Recognition of the destructive nature of the path to success
Like a vampire this is just taking the life right out of me
Comparing the draining effect of success to a vampire sucking life away
And like a broken sunset, I just want to be free
Desire for liberation akin to the release of a broken sunset
Are we Numb or are we Numbered?
Repetition of pondering whether feelings of apathy or being counted prevail
(We'll sing it, we'll sing it, I just want to be free)
Expressing the longing for freedom through singing
Are we Numb or are we Numbered?
Repetition of questioning whether feelings of apathy or being counted prevail
I just want to be free
Expressing a strong desire for freedom
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