Midnight Desperado

Midnight Desperado: Battling Demons in the City of Turbulence
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Lyrics

I ripped my shirt

I experienced a significant emotional or physical distress.

To reveal that hole in my chest

I exposed the emotional pain or vulnerability within me.

The turbulences we have met

We faced challenges and difficulties together.


Were very worst than I expected

The challenges were more severe than anticipated.

Kind of felt life fading away

I sensed the decline of vitality or enthusiasm in my life.

So I tried to fill the void with new flesh

I attempted to replace emotional voids with new experiences or relationships.

But the buzz and that breeze were the last things left for me to feel

The only sensations left for me were a sense of excitement and a gentle wind.


In a city that never sleeps

Living in a bustling city that never rests.

I'm a full-time zombie chasing red meat

I feel like a soulless individual pursuing primal desires.

And I'm dedicated to

I am committed to something.

Finding my way through

Navigating through challenges and uncertainties.


Self-interested and unreliable

Focused on self-interest and not dependable.

I'm reaping what I've sown for so long (for so long)

I am facing the consequences of my actions over an extended period.

I'm a little dead inside

I feel emotionally numb or detached.

I was born to be turbulent

It seems I was destined for a turbulent existence.

I guess I'm reaping what I've sown for so long (for so long)

Consequences of my actions are catching up with me.


The quest is endless as I bleed

The journey is endless, marked by pain and suffering.

On every floor I step I slide off

Struggling on every step, facing setbacks.

These episodes of sickness are intended to contain the beast within us

Sickness is a means to control the inner turmoil.

Despite the efforts we're just useless

Despite efforts, we are ineffective in managing our struggles.

And the buzz and that breeze were the last things left for me to feel

The only sensations left are excitement and a gentle wind.


I'm a little dead inside

I feel emotionally numb or detached.

I was born to be turbulent

It seems I was destined for a turbulent existence.

I'm reaping what I've sown for so long

Consequences of my actions are catching up with me.

We are doomed to live, on repeat in this vicious cycle

We are trapped in a repetitive and harsh life cycle.

We have no control, we're dead, we're dumb, we're insatiable

We lack control, and our existence is futile and insatiable.

We are doomed to live, on repeat

We are stuck in a recurring pattern.

Reaping what I've sown for so long

Consequences of my actions are catching up with me.


I wanna leave this world

I desire to escape from this world.

I can't stand against all of my weaknesses

I struggle against my own weaknesses.

But when I look around

Observing the world, I see a conflict within ourselves.

We're just a bunch of demons battling with ourselves

We are individuals grappling with internal struggles.

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