bliss for the night

Night's Ephemeral Bliss: A Haunting Tale of Inner Turmoil
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Lyrics

Scrawled name wrote on his empty cup

Someone wrote a scrawled name on an empty cup.

Passed out; his glasses were fogged up

The person passed out, and their glasses were fogged up.

Slip out towards a pouring scene

Moving away from a crowded place towards a pouring scene.

Large crowds and shouts feel so serene

Large crowds and shouts create a serene atmosphere.

Rain falls and bounces off my head

Rain falls and bounces off the speaker's head.

Seems like he's just rolled out of bed

Someone appears disheveled, as if they just rolled out of bed.

Three taps, left shoulder, turn around

A ritual of three taps on the left shoulder, followed by turning around.

Long hair, blue eyes, can't hear a sound

Describing a person with long hair and blue eyes who cannot hear anything.

Bliss for the night is almost over

The state of bliss for the night is coming to an end.

As the bugs seep under your skin

Bugs are metaphorically described as seeping under the skin.

She takes a shot, it's never enough

A woman takes a shot, and it's never enough.

It's never enough

Repetition emphasizing that whatever she does is never enough.

I get no rest whenever I sleep

The speaker gets no rest during sleep.

Because the real nightmare's outside dreams

The real nightmare exists outside of dreams.

A bedside table's got all that I need

A bedside table contains everything the speaker needs.

A folded pamphlet reminder to breathe

A folded pamphlet serves as a reminder to breathe.

I get no rest no matter what I do

The speaker gets no rest, regardless of their actions.

Because my real nightmare is you

The real nightmare is a person described as "you."

Because my real nightmare is you

Repetition emphasizing that the real nightmare is the same person.

I close my eyes, hope that I never wake up again

The speaker wishes to close their eyes and never wake up again.

There's a thread of needles on my bed that you can keep

There are needles on the bed that someone can keep.

With a girl who's dead and there's spiders in her head

Imagery of a deceased girl with spiders in her head and bursting eggs.

And the eggs are bursting out for everyone to see

Eggs are bursting out for everyone to see.

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