Leaving My Will
Dark Struggles Unveiled: Rough Hands' Intense Journey Through Despair
Lyrics
Tear up my faith through irrational hate
Tearing down my belief system due to irrational feelings of animosity.
Smash through the lights holding up this given life
Breaking through the societal norms or expectations that support my current existence.
The only through the fortress and the things that contain
Only finding a way through barriers, both literal and metaphorical, and the possessions that confine or define.
Thrive in the darkness; take the things that are mine
Flourishing or prospering in obscurity, seizing what rightfully belongs to me.
I wont forget that, that I’ve been that
Remembering the person I used to be.
Living in the darkness of a world I can’t forgive that
Existing in the shadows of a world that I cannot pardon or reconcile.
All the time wracked up I could have packed up
Time accumulated that I could have used to leave or depart.
Knowing that the hard way will eventually pay
Understanding that learning through difficult experiences will eventually yield benefits.
My stomach aches
Experiencing physical discomfort or distress, likely due to emotional turmoil.
Blood makes me shake
Bodily reaction caused by intense emotional stress.
Eyes wet with hate I can’t see
Eyes filled with anger or hostility, impairing clear vision.
Passed the visions within me
Transcending or moving beyond inner visions or haunting memories.
I wont believe what I’ve seen
Refusing to accept or trust what has been witnessed.
But all these things have swallowed what’s in me
All these experiences have consumed or overwhelmed the essence of who I am.
I wont forget that, that I’ve been that
Recalling the person I once was.
Living in the darkness of a world I can’t forgive that
Existing in the shadows of an unforgiving world.
All the time wracked up I could have packed up
Accumulated time that I could have used to depart or leave.
Knowing that the hard way will eventually pay
Acknowledging that facing challenges or difficulties will eventually result in rewards.
Any chance that I get I divide myself leaving my will on the hands of another
Every opportunity I get, I separate or distance myself, relinquishing control to others.
It's not choice if your hands are tied, it's not a voice of you can't speak your mind
When constrained or restricted, it's not a matter of choice or freedom to express oneself.
Pulled apart holding on to each limb, I may just break and let you win
Feeling torn apart, possibly emotionally, and considering surrendering or giving in.
You use me; we'll use each other
Both parties using each other for their own benefit.
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