Broken Machines
Echoes of Broken Machines: Unveiling the Struggle Within
Lyrics
Answers, like obituaries, carved in stone
Answers, like obituaries, are permanent and unchangeable, etched in stone.
Cancers, of the mind in body
Mental and physical afflictions are compared to cancers affecting the body and mind.
Thought I would be different I just hadn’t grown
The speaker expected personal growth but realizes they haven't changed as anticipated.
The skeletons to come and haunt me
Past mistakes (skeletons) come back to trouble and haunt the speaker.
Carved with sharpened time, by design
Time has shaped and influenced the speaker's experiences and perspectives.
Let go and let the track play
Acceptance of letting go and allowing life's course to unfold.
Self inflicted wounds on scars anew
The speaker acknowledges self-inflicted wounds and the consequences of clichéd actions.
The flesh from the cliche
Rejecting conventional and predictable choices ("flesh from the cliche").
You and I find, we've got the same kind of heartbeat
The speaker and someone else share similar emotional experiences or connections.
Scars settled in, seems like we’re stuck on the repeat
Repetitive patterns and emotional scars seem to persist.
Mother Father family stamped me
Family influences and expectations are deeply ingrained.
Genes got me in a death grip
Genetic factors exert a strong influence, possibly causing harm or limitation.
Normal’s got me seething, teeth gritty
Struggling with societal norms and feeling intense frustration.
It’s wrong cause you’re different
Being perceived as wrong or different in the eyes of others.
Answers, like obituaries, carved in stone
Reiteration of the permanence of certain answers and truths.
Cancer of the mind in body
Reiteration of the impact of mental and physical afflictions.
Thought I would be different, I just hadn’t grown
Reiteration of unmet expectations in personal growth.
The skeletons to come to haunt me
Repetition of past mistakes coming back to haunt.
You and I find, we've got the same kind of heartbeat
Shared emotional connection and experiences between speaker and someone else.
Scars settled in, seems like we’re stuck on the repeat
Continuation of repetitive emotional patterns and scars.
You and I find, we've got the same kind of heartbeat
Reiteration of the shared heartbeat and emotional resonance.
Scars settled in, seems like we’re stuck on the repeat
Continuation of being stuck in repetitive emotional cycles.
We’re broken machines
Declaration that both individuals are broken machines.
We’re broken machines
Repetition of the statement that they are broken machines.
Automations, with freedom
Reference to being automated and having freedom, suggesting paradoxical existence.
The door’s always been unlocked
The metaphorical door to change or escape has always been open.
Puppets of our lineage
People are controlled by their family history or background like puppets.
Please dare me to drop
A challenge or invitation to take risks and break free.
Can you risk the wound, hand in hand
Considering the consequences of taking risks together.
The shepherd won’t hear us sing
The speaker and others won't be heard or acknowledged by those in control.
And face the face of oblivion
Facing the inevitable and the unknown together.
With me your broken thing
The speaker invites someone broken to face oblivion together.
We’re broken machines
Reiteration that they are broken machines.
You and I find, we've got the same kind of heartbeat
Continuation of the shared heartbeat and scars.
Scars settled in, seems like we’re stuck on the repeat
Repetition of being stuck in repetitive emotional cycles.
You and I find, we've got the same kind of heartbeat
Reiteration of the shared heartbeat and emotional resonance.
Scars settled in, seems like we’re stuck on the repeat
Continuation of being stuck in repetitive emotional cycles.
We’re broken machines
Final affirmation that they are broken machines.
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