Lyrics
Wallflower suicide
Expressing a quiet and unnoticed form of self-destruction
Afraid to live, born to die
Fearful of living, but destined or inclined towards death
No more swinging for the fences
Avoiding ambitious pursuits or risky endeavors
No champing at the bit
Not eagerly waiting or impatient for an opportunity
Did you drink all your wealth?
Questioning if one has consumed all their life's experiences
No longer vinegar and piss
No longer in a state of bitterness and degradation
Very little has changed
Little has changed over time, suggesting stagnation
I swear nothing ever does
Expressing a sense of perpetual monotony or lack of progress
All your friends are dead
Suggesting a feeling of isolation or loss of companionship
And God still looks like drugs
Comparing the concept of God to the effects of drugs
Writing love letters to death
Writing letters expressing affection or attraction towards death
One room away from the saving graces known
Being close to salvation but still facing challenges
Resentment pooling in your steps
Accumulation of bitterness and unresolved emotions
Regret for wishing it'd be an easy tie to cut
Feeling remorse for wishing for an easier way to end suffering
Conversations with yourself
Engaging in internal dialogues or self-reflection
A carousel of loss and strain, always spins
Life's hardships and difficulties that constantly repeat
Without a sound
Symbolizing a silent and unnoticed demise
Without a sound you wrote your own end down
Quietly accepting one's own fate without resistance
Without a sound
Symbolizing a gradual collapse without external notice
Without a sound your world crumbles around you
The world falling apart without external awareness
A body used as a filter
Body serving as a medium for processing life's experiences
A head like a hearse
Comparing the mind to a vehicle for carrying the dead
Trenches cyanide and confusion
Describing a state of confusion and self-destructive tendencies
The derailed search
A failed search or pursuit leading to derailment
Wallflower suicide
Reiteration of the theme of unnoticed self-destruction
Afraid to live, born to die
Repeating the theme of fearing life and being destined for death
Letter marked return to sender
A letter being returned, suggesting rejection or avoidance
The tedious flame of pain just rolls
Persistent and tedious experience of pain
Lamenting a life you'll never know
Grieving for a life that will never be experienced
Lamenting a death you can not make your home
Grieving for a death that one cannot accept as their own
Deferment and let down
Postponement and disappointment in life
There's no fate, but we're fated to be
Reflecting on the inevitability of destiny
(Always)
Emphasizing the recurring nature of fate
Without a sound
Reiterating the theme of silent self-destruction
Without a sound you wrote your own end down
Repeating the idea of quietly accepting one's end
Without a sound
Reiterating the theme of a quiet collapse of one's world
Without a sound your world crumbles around you…
Continuation of the theme of a gradual and unnoticed collapse
So I don't want to talk about it
Expressing a reluctance to discuss personal struggles
I've said the same things one thousand times
Repeatedly stating a sense of exhaustion in expressing feelings
I don't want to talk about it
Reiterating a desire to avoid discussing personal issues
I forfeit it all to time
Surrendering everything to the passage of time
So I don't want to talk about it
Repeating a reluctance to engage in conversations about personal struggles
I've said the same things one thousand times
Expressing a sense of exhaustion in repeating the same sentiments
I don't want to talk about
Reiterating a desire to avoid discussing a particular topic
Far from dead, far from alive
Describing a state of being neither fully alive nor completely dead
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