Again

Navigating Life's Chaos: Robyn Froese's 'Again' Unveiled
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Lyrics

I'd fight for attention

The speaker feels the need to compete for attention.

When I could be asking

The speaker reflects on missed opportunities to seek help or advice from friends.

My friends that are laughing upstairs

The speaker hears laughter from their friends upstairs.

About something that's funny

The laughter is about something humorous.

I'm sure cause they're running

The friends seem to be energetic and willing to share their energy.

On fumes that there willing to share

There's a sense of depletion in the friends' energy that they are willing to share.

The systems so messed up

The speaker perceives the existing system as chaotic or dysfunctional.

And all that is left rests

Only remnants or remnants remain that need fixing.

To fix is to lay down and die

Fixing seems futile, leading to a feeling of resignation or hopelessness.

My privilege is hurried

The speaker's advantages or entitlements are hurried or overshadowed.

Under those that I've buried

The speaker feels weighed down by the responsibilities or burdens they've ignored.

I work for the neighbours that I've gentrified

The speaker serves those they've displaced or changed through gentrification.

And it seems like it's going to happen all over again

The speaker anticipates a repetitive cycle of events.

Second is always

Being second holds the prospect of becoming a willing substitute.

A willing replacement

A shared offering (chips) symbolizes connection or camaraderie.

The Chips that you brought were to share

There's a bond formed through words, compared to a mixture of blood and wine.

The bond of a word is

An accident or mistake happens, dropping something important.

Like blood mixed with wine

Similar to line #7, perceiving the system as dysfunctional or chaotic.

That I dropped from my hand on the stairs

Similar to line #8, emphasizing remnants or remnants that need fixing.

The systems so messed up

Similar to line #9, the sense of futility or resignation in fixing.

And all that is left rests

Similar to line #10, the overshadowing of privileges or entitlements.

To fix is to lay down and die

Similar to line #11, feeling burdened by neglected responsibilities.

My privilege is hurried

Similar to line #12, serving those affected by gentrification.

Under those that I've buried

Repetition of the theme regarding the chaotic system and the remnants left to fix.

I work for the neighbours that I've gentrified

Reiteration of the feeling of being overshadowed or hurried.

The systems so messed up

Repetition of the feeling of being burdened by ignored responsibilities.

And all that is left rests

Continued emphasis on the dysfunctional system and the seeming futility in fixing it.

To fix is to lay down and die

Continued feeling of resignation or hopelessness in the face of fixing the broken system.

My privilege is hurried

Continued feeling of being overshadowed or hurried in one's advantages.

Under those that I've buried

Continued feeling of being burdened by neglected responsibilities towards others.

I work for the neighbours that I've gentrified

Continued theme of serving those affected by gentrification.

The systems so messed

Repetition emphasizing the chaotic or dysfunctional nature of the system.

It's all that is left

Reiteration of the idea that the broken system is all that remains.

The systems so messed

Repetition emphasizing the broken system as the only thing left.

It's all that is left

Reiteration that the dysfunctional system is the only remaining factor.

The systems so messed

Repetition emphasizing the chaotic or dysfunctional system.

It's all that is left

Continued stress on the dysfunctional nature of the system.

The systems so messed

Emphasizing the dysfunctional nature of the system as the only thing remaining.

It's all that is left

Continued stress on the dysfunctional system being the sole remaining factor.

And it seems like it's going to happen all over again

The speaker foresees a repetition of events in a cyclical pattern.

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