Torture

Yearning Echoes: A Soul's Longing Unveiled in Statik's 'Torture'
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Lyrics

Touch the time that saw us safe, look back on another day

Reflecting on a time of safety, reminiscing about another day

Out of reach so close to me, I can almost touch your face

Describing a sense of emotional closeness that is just out of reach

My hand is out, I'm grasping for more and it feels like torture

Expressing a desire for more, conveying a feeling akin to torture

My hand is out, I'm grasping for more and it feels, it feels

Repeating the longing for more, emphasizing the tormenting sensation


I'll be here as long as I can, as long as I must

Committing to being present for as long as possible or necessary

Waiting to get closer, closer to you, to help you understand

Waiting to draw nearer, aiming to help the other person comprehend

Take my eyes, I cannot see, I wanna see your smile

Symbolically offering eyes to convey a desire to see the other person's smile

Breathing hopes to hear your laugh, you make it like a trap

Expressing anticipation and eagerness to hear the other person's laughter


My hand is out, I'm grasping for more and it feels like torture

Reiterating the intense desire for more, likening it to a form of torture

My hand is out, I'm grasping for more and it feels, it feels

Repeating the plea for more, emphasizing the emotional struggle

I'll be here as long as I can, as long as I must

Continuing the commitment to stay present as long as possible or necessary

Waiting to get closer, closer to you, to help you understand

Persisting in the waiting, with the goal of getting closer to aid understanding


Touch the time that saw us safe, look back on another day

Recalling a time of safety, looking back on another day

Out of reach so close to me, I can almost touch your face

Reiterating the feeling of emotional closeness just out of reach

My hand is out, I'm grasping for more and it feels like torture

Expressing the ongoing struggle for more, characterizing it as torture

My hand is out, I'm grasping for more and it feels, it feels

Repeating the plea for more, emphasizing the distressing feeling


I'll be here as long as I can, as long as I must

Reaffirming the commitment to be present for as long as possible or necessary

Waiting to get closer, closer to you, to help you understand

Persisting in the waiting, with the aim of getting closer for better understanding

I'll be here as long as I can, as long as I must

Reiterating the commitment to stay present for as long as possible or necessary

Waiting to get closer, closer to you, to help you understand

Continuing the waiting, with the goal of getting closer to facilitate understanding

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