Scream
Echoes of Desperation: Unveiling the Turmoil Within
Lyrics
What can you do when the poison in your veins starts to rot?
Contemplating the dilemma of dealing with toxic influences as they corrupt one's essence.
Pounding doors? They are whores when yourself is all you've got.
Highlighting the loneliness when self-reliance becomes crucial, likening external pursuits to emptiness.
But I still see the green, yes I still see that green,
Despite challenges, the speaker perceives vitality represented by the color green, but the turmoil persists.
And it makes me want to scream.
The persistence of the green, possibly a symbol of life, intensifies the urge to express frustration through screaming.
So a break in command starts causing flies,
Disruption in control leads to chaos, symbolized by flies, but a regressive motion restores order.
But a flowing backward motion brings it back.
Contrasting forward and backward movements as metaphors for chaos and restoration in the speaker's life.
This thing in my perception has left us here to bleed,
A perception or force causing suffering, leaving a metaphorical wound, provoking the desire to scream.
And it makes me want to scream.
The persistent suffering intensifies the desire to release pent-up emotions through screaming.
Rest assured little pigs, You can snort your way into heaven,
A sarcastic address to those indulging in hedonistic pursuits, implying their misguided path to salvation.
I'll assign the rooms, you just count your sheep.
The speaker takes charge, assigning roles, and mocking the pursuit of contentment through shallow pleasures.
A little fairy pricked just tonight,
Describing a moment of vulnerability in a fairy figure, offering a wish for someone disillusioned with the world.
She said, "one wish is granted for the girl who hates the world."
Granting a wish to the fairy, emphasizing the theme of sacrifice for those disillusioned with the world.
So I gave her all my money in a jar of broken dreams,
Symbolic act of giving away possessions (money) and shattered aspirations to fulfill the fairy's wish.
I gave her all my screams.
Emphasizing the depth of sacrifice by giving away the screams, possibly representing inner turmoil.
So rest assured you little pigs. All little piggies go to heaven.
Reiterating the mocking tone towards hedonistic pursuits, with a sarcastic assurance of their heavenly outcome.
I'll mobilize the souls, you just count your sheep.
The speaker takes charge of guiding souls, contrasting the superficiality of counting sheep for comfort.
Is anyone here listening? Human or undead.
Posing a question about the receptiveness of the world to the speaker's frustrations, addressing both living and undead.
Is anger just our nourishment? Our piece of daily bread?
Raising the question of whether anger serves as a sustaining force, akin to a daily necessity.
Cause it's all a part of feeling of ripping out your weeds,
Connecting the turmoil to personal growth, comparing it to the process of weeding out undesirable aspects.
And it makes me want toâ?¦.scream.
Summarizing the intense emotions by expressing the overwhelming desire to scream as a cathartic release.
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