GRAPEVINE
Echoes of Urban Despair: Single Digit Salute's GRAPEVINE
Lyrics
It's a sad time
Expressing a melancholic period
All my homies fuckin dying through the grape vine
Referring to friends facing death, possibly through rumors or indirect information
Fuck the in the city people
Expressing disdain for urban dwellers
So complacent
Being overly content and unresponsive
Never critical
Lacking a critical mindset
Emotions turn to canine
Transforming emotions into a more aggressive or primal state
I'm below baseline
Feeling below a standard or expected level
Never feeling sentimental
Avoiding sentimentality
Swift and sorry though I drift
Quick and apologetic despite drifting away
Itchy creepy crawlies nestle deep within my skin they twist
Describing discomfort or anxiety with unsettling sensations under the skin
Heaven knows
Acknowledging uncertainty or fate
My soul decomposed
Expressing a deteriorating soul
Smoke that turns to O's
Turning smoke into circular shapes, possibly metaphorical for dissipating problems
I oppose
Expressing disagreement or opposition
Swinging from the lows
Experiencing extreme emotional swings
I'll aim straight for the dome
Intending harm or confrontation
Under pressure
Feeling pressure from external sources
Under more scrutiny
Facing increased scrutiny or examination
Button presser
Someone who triggers or initiates events
Emotions are the truth to me
Believing emotions reveal the truth
Cops are lesser
Considering law enforcement less significant
A walking form of crudity
Referring to oneself as a crude or uncouth entity
Violence for pleasure
Suggesting pleasure derived from violence
They get off to broke communities
Highlighting enjoyment in exploiting impoverished communities
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