Lyrics
Maybe I'm messed up
Expressing a sense of personal confusion or emotional turmoil
I'm fighting with the lost souls I never had
Struggling internally with feelings of loss or emptiness that were never truly experienced
I made them a love song
Creating something positive (love song) despite inner darkness
But the darkness always comes back
Despite efforts, negativity always returns
Maybe I lived for too long
Questioning the length or quality of one's existence
But would you even miss me
Wondering if one's absence would matter to others
If I see death, is it like dreaming?
Contemplating the nature of death, questioning if it's like a dream
Or is it a void with no feeling?
Wondering if death brings emptiness or a lack of sensation
Ooh, Ooh
Non-verbal sounds, possibly conveying emotional distress
I don't think I can keep up with you
Feeling inadequate or unable to match someone else's pace or expectations
The grim reaper has the playbook, but I write all the rules
Recognizing the presence of death but asserting personal control
It's my life, I decide whether to take it too
Asserting personal agency in deciding one's life and its fate
I went from drugs to the chronic, yea that's vicious cycles
Describing a cycle of harmful behavior, transitioning from one form of addiction to another
I wear two different faces, that's called vitiligo yeah
Referencing a condition (vitiligo) that manifests in distinct appearances, possibly symbolizing duality or complexity
I still take the pressure if it's out of my control
Being willing to face stress or challenges that are beyond personal control
You move on, I won't lie, I'm still stuck, in my mind
Feeling emotionally stuck or unable to move on from a situation mentally
And that's OK, I still will feel this pressure every day
Accepting the persistence of pressure or stress in daily life
They ask about the baggage, what it weighs
Others inquire about emotional baggage and its impact
The only honest answer is it picks at my brain
Expressing that emotional baggage continuously bothers and disturbs thoughts
Until I go full insane
Suggesting a potential descent into madness due to the persistent burden of emotional baggage
Maybe I'm messed up
Reiteration of feeling personally troubled or confused
I'm fighting with the lost souls I never had
Struggling internally with feelings of loss or emptiness that were never truly experienced
I made them a love song
Creating something positive (love song) despite inner darkness
But the darkness always comes back
Despite efforts, negativity always returns
Maybe I lived for too long
Questioning the length or quality of one's existence
But would you even miss me
Wondering if one's absence would matter to others
If I see death, is it like dreaming?
Contemplating the nature of death, questioning if it's like a dream
Or is it a void with no feeling?
Wondering if death brings emptiness or a lack of sensation
Ooh, Ooh
Non-verbal sounds, possibly conveying emotional distress
I don't think I can keep up with you
Feeling inadequate or unable to match someone else's pace or expectations
The grim reaper has the playbook, but I write all the rules
Recognizing the presence of death but asserting personal control
It's my life, I decide whether to take it too
Asserting personal agency in deciding one's life and its fate
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