Security Check

Journey Through Insecurity: A Melodic Reflection
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Lyrics

Cried in the cab through security check

Crying during the security check in a taxi

Put your toothpaste and my shoes in a separate box

Separating personal items like toothpaste and shoes for screening

Little do they know about the monkeys in my head

Reference to inner struggles represented by monkeys in the head


I cried at the gate, I bowed to the crowd

Tears at the gate, acknowledging the crowd with a bow

Feeling your hands as they pat me down and

Feeling exposed during a physical pat-down by security

There is nothing safe, safe about me now

Expressing a lack of personal safety or security


It's too soon

Feeling it's too early to cry or express vulnerability

It's too soon

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It's too soon to cry

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No one jumps with their hands behind their backs

Commentary on conforming to societal norms


It's too soon

Reiterating it's premature to leave or seek freedom

It's too soon

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It's too soon to leave

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I don't want, I don't wanna be free

Expressing a desire not to be free


Cried in the plane, fastened to my seat

Crying on the plane while strapped in

Falling as we rise thirty-seven-thousand feet

Falling metaphorically as the plane rises to 37,000 feet

Said you wanted, that was lost in transition

Communication breakdown in a relationship

There's no emergency plan for this kind of crash

No preparedness for the emotional crash in contrast to a plane crash

Just because I feel it doesn't mean that it's not there

Recognition that feelings are valid even if not visible


It's too soon

Repetition of the theme that it's too early to cry

It's too soon

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It's too soon to cry

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No one jumps with their hands behind their backs

Reiteration of societal expectations and conformity


In a second from heaven to pills

Transition from a heavenly state to dealing with pills

Nothing, nothing, nothing sticks

Nothing lasting or sticking in the contemporary, fast-paced world

Twenty-first century sick

Commentary on the challenges of the 21st century


Am I doomed, mom?

Expressing uncertainty and seeking reassurance from a mother figure

I can be in the room but I can't ride, mom

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It's not over yet, not over yet

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To leave your lights on

Not ready to give up, symbolized by leaving lights on

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