Lyrics
Warm air through my window
Feeling the warmth from the air coming through the window
My mind alive as the world outside
Feeling mentally stimulated and engaged by the world outside
I'm so gone it's not cold anymore
Feeling so consumed or affected that the coldness isn't noticed
Are you the reason I'm alive
Questioning if someone is the reason for being alive or feeling alive
Slow rollercoaster only going up
Life's journey feels like a slow but steadily ascending rollercoaster
Waiting for the drop I'm all worked up
Anticipating a change or a downfall, feeling anxious or excited
Faking it farther than we should
Behaving or pretending to be more distant than appropriate
Still banking on making it
Still hoping for success or achievement despite challenges
This big city is where it's at
Belief that significant opportunities exist in the big city
I ask again you seem sure of that
Questioning someone's confidence about the city
Apples can be sweet but also sour
Reflecting on how apples can have contrasting flavors, likened to relationships having ups and downs
Maybe you and me can climb so high
Expressing a desire to achieve great heights together
Make this big town ours
Wanting to claim the city as a shared space with someone
My skin feels hot to the touch of my hand
Feeling physically heated, possibly due to stress or emotion
Nothing's going according to plan
Things not going as planned, encountering unpredictability or challenges
I think of you it's not sad anymore
Thinking of someone without feeling sadness anymore
Still not broken just black and blue
Feeling emotionally bruised but not shattered
Slow rollercoaster only going up
Repeating the earlier sentiment of life's journey being a slow upward climb
Waiting for the drop I'm all worked up
Continuing to anticipate a change or a downturn, feeling tense
Faking it farther than we should
Acting or pretending to distance oneself more than appropriate
Still banking on making it
Remaining hopeful for success despite difficulties
This big city is where it's at
Reiterating the belief in the opportunities present in the big city
I ask again you seem sure of that
Repeating the question about someone's confidence in the city
Apples can be sweet but also sour
Reiteration of how relationships can have both pleasant and challenging aspects
Maybe you and me can climb so high
Reiterating the desire to achieve great heights together
Make this big town ours
Reiterating the desire to claim the city together with someone
Call it off I want it gone
Expressing a desire to end something
Call me never I'm not the one
Declaring a reluctance to be contacted or involved
I will forget that's what I want
Expressing a wish to forget
And once it's all over and done I will go back to having fun
Planning to move on and return to enjoying life once it's all over
My wounds will be gone
Expectation of healing from emotional wounds
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