Understand
Unraveling the Depths: Savannah Dexter's Emotional Struggle
Lyrics
I’ve been trapped inside a cell except the prison is a structure of my brain
I feel confined within my own mind, like a prison.
I got a monster deep inside me breaking loose that can’t be tamed
I have a powerful and uncontrollable force within me.
And there’s a bomb inside my mental with a clock that ticks away
There's a destructive force in my mind with a ticking time bomb.
When it explodes I hope you’ve had the time to pray
When it explodes, there may be consequences for others.
I will mask you with the darkness and the sorrow
I will cover you with my darkness and pain.
I’ll inflict you with the pain that makes me hollow
I'll cause pain that leaves me emotionally empty.
And suffocate with the hate that I’ve been giving that put me inside this prison
Suffocating in the hate that led to my imprisonment.
It’s a pill that I swear you don’t wanna swallow
It's a bitter pill, and you don't want to experience it.
And you don’t even know that it will eat you
The impact of the experience may consume you.
It pins you to the floor as it defeats you
It holds you down, defeating and overpowering you.
And it will leave you wanting more with such a hunger guaranteed it pulls you under
Leaves you craving more with a relentless hunger.
To the point there isn’t anything beneath you
Leaves you with nothing beneath, a profound emptiness.
Somebody help me understand
Seeking understanding and help from others.
Cause I don’t know what’s running through my mind everyday I feel I’m running outta time
Feeling a sense of urgency and confusion in daily thoughts.
It’s been getting outta hand
The situation is spiraling out of control.
I need someone to pray for me but I don’t think there’s any saving me
Desperate for prayers, doubtful of salvation.
Somebody help me understand
Reiteration of the need for understanding.
Cause I don’t know what’s running through my mind everyday I feel I’m running outta time
Repetition of the urgency and time running out.
It’s been getting outta hand
The situation continues to worsen.
I need someone to pray for me but I don’t thinks there’s any saving me
Doubtful of finding help or salvation.
Tell me what do you expect of me
Asking others about their expectations of the speaker.
Tryna gather my thoughts all collectively
Struggling to organize thoughts and emotions.
I’m at war with myself and I’m losing energy
In a constant internal battle, losing strength.
I swear these demons inside will be the death of me
Inner demons pose a serious threat to the speaker's life.
What’s left of me
Reflecting on what remains of the speaker.
I’m sitting all alone with the writings on the wall
Isolated, with no one to turn to, feeling the pressure.
I can feel em caving in I got no one left to call
Feeling surrounded by problems, with no one to seek help.
It’s a battle I can’t win plus they’ld rather see me fall
A battle that seems impossible to win, facing inevitable downfall.
I’m at the point of no return do I even care at all
Reaching a point where caring about the outcome is questionable.
Feeling so alone all I do is play pretend
Engaging in pretense, portraying happiness despite feeling alone.
The smiles that you see is just the mask I’m living in
The smiles are a facade, masking the true struggles.
I’m haunted my past I swear there’s no escaping it
Tormented by the past, with no escape from its effects.
No there’s no erasing it
No possibility of erasing or forgetting the past.
Somebody help me understand
Reiterating the plea for understanding and assistance.
Cause I don’t know what’s running through my mind everyday I feel I’m running outta time
Continued confusion and the feeling of time slipping away.
It’s been getting outta hand
The situation is escalating and becoming unmanageable.
I need someone to pray for me but I don’t think there’s any saving me
Seeking prayers with skepticism about potential salvation.
Somebody help me understand
Repetition of the plea for understanding.
Cause I don’t know what’s running through my mind everyday I feel I’m running outta time
Reiterated sense of urgency and time slipping away.
It’s been getting outta hand
The situation is worsening, reaching a critical point.
I need someone to pray for me but I don’t thinks there’s any saving me
Doubtful of finding help or salvation.
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