Gatling gun
Gatling Gun: Battling Regret and Redemption in a Symphony of Chaos
Lyrics
Once again it seems, i'm coming apart at the seams
Expressing a sense of falling apart or breaking down emotionally.
Flailing around by the strings, of some unknown puppet master
Feeling controlled or manipulated by an unknown force or influence.
Scenes of ordinary dreams, taken to new extremes
Describing intense and surreal experiences in ordinary dreams.
Scheming of redemption heading for disaster.
Plotting for redemption but heading towards a disastrous outcome.
Once i dreamt of youth upon the lake
Reflecting on youthful dreams and aspirations.
Now i've had about as much as a man can take
Feeling overwhelmed and having reached a limit in endurance.
I feel like i'm burning at the stake
Experiencing intense emotional pain or distress, akin to burning at the stake.
Drinking for the sake of drinking
Engaging in drinking without a clear purpose, possibly as a coping mechanism.
Call me a taxi i'm done, sick of being the lairy one
Expressing a desire to withdraw from a situation, tired of being the loud or aggressive one.
Hits like a Gatling Gun
Comparing the impact of a situation to the rapid and intense firing of a Gatling Gun.
Call me a liar my son, a crooked charlatan
Challenging one's honesty and integrity, possibly feeling like a deceitful person.
It's like a Gatling Gun
Reiterating the impact of a situation, emphasizing its relentless and overwhelming nature.
Regret hits like a Gatling Gun, like a punch in the gut from a cannon
Describing the powerful impact of regret, likening it to the force of a Gatling Gun.
Yes i'm the eldest song, trying hard to keep it together
Acknowledging oneself as the oldest or most experienced in a particular context.
How, the days became the nights, the nights became the days
Reflecting on the passage of time, with days turning into nights and vice versa.
You would not believe the price i've paid
Expressing the high cost or consequences paid for certain decisions or actions.
Years of overthinking
Describing a prolonged period of excessive and possibly obsessive thinking.
Once I dreamt of life lived by the coast
Recalling dreams of a different life by the coast, contrasting with the reality of urban life.
The city sucked me in and moved the goal posts
Feeling trapped or misled by the city, leading to a shift in life goals.
Now i feel like i'm a shaking ghost
Experiencing a sense of instability and vulnerability, akin to being a shaking ghost.
Trying to keep control, forever sinking
Struggling to maintain control and sinking into challenges or difficulties.
Call me a taxi i'm done, sick of being the lairy one
Reiterating the desire to withdraw, expressing frustration and exhaustion.
Hits like a Gatling Gun
Reemphasizing the impact of a situation, using the metaphor of a Gatling Gun.
Call me a liar my son, a crooked charlatan
Challenging one's honesty and integrity again, possibly in a familial context.
It's like a Gatling Gun
Repeating the comparison of a situation to the relentless firing of a Gatling Gun.
I'm ct The Mercy of the Gatling Gun
Expressing vulnerability or helplessness, being at the mercy of a powerful and relentless force.
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