Lyrics
Something about all of this just seems too right
There's a feeling of something being exceptionally right or perfect.
But what's gonna happen, what's gonna happen?
Uncertainty about the future and what it holds.
Never see your smile again, it used to radiate the room, it's lovely
Remembering a smile that once illuminated the space, expressing its beauty.
You breathe me in slowly and exhale quickly
Intimate connection - inhaling and exhaling together, a close bond.
Write my eulogy, you won't face me alone
Asking someone to write their farewell, indicating they won't be alone in facing the end.
Loss of a friend, I was there to the end
Being present and supportive until the very end of a friendship.
Powerless, I reach out
Feeling powerless but still reaching out for help or connection.
Fuck the flies and the maggots, piling up in my mouth
Disgust or frustration with unpleasant thoughts or experiences overwhelming one's thoughts or words.
Maybe it's not too late for me
Hope that there might still be time for redemption or change.
Think I found the right mistake
Realizing a mistake that feels oddly right or appropriate.
Bloodstained T-shirts kept close by
Keeping reminders or mementos connected to a tragic or painful event.
A picture of you by my bedside
Keeping a picture of someone close as a constant reminder.
Over and over, broken record
Repeating the same painful experiences or memories like a broken record.
Always in mourning, bright and early morning
Continuously mourning, particularly in the early hours of the day.
Bloodstained T-shirts kept close by
Reiteration of keeping reminders of a tragic event close.
A picture of you by my bedside
Continuing to hold onto a picture of someone significant.
Over and over, broken record
Repeatedly reliving painful experiences like a broken record.
Over and over, broken record
Emphasizing the repetition of painful memories or experiences.
Over and over, broken record
Further highlighting the cyclic nature of reliving past pain.
Over and over, broken record
Reiteration of the continuous cycle of painful memories.
Always in mourning, bright and early morning
Continuing mourning, particularly in the early hours of the day.
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