Cyanide

Echoes of Desperation: The Cyanide Symphony
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Lyrics

Trace my shape here on the wall

Expressing a desire to leave a physical mark before disappearing

Color in my eyes and hair with chalk

Symbolizing the attempt to create a visible representation despite departure

And nobody will know that I'm gone

Anonymity in departure, leaving without notice or recognition

I'd hate to leave an impression

Unwillingness to impact or influence others

Its a battle just to talk, feel defeat when I walk

Struggling to communicate, feeling defeated in daily interactions

Want to smash and moan but I join the flock

Internal frustration but conforming to societal expectations

Don't believe in depression

Disbelief or denial of experiencing depression

I just gutted myself to prove that I'm different

Willingness to harm oneself to prove individuality

I'm different

Reiteration of being different or unique


Drowning your problems into a rat hole

Escaping from problems by avoiding them

Sooner or later you're gonna start the float

Inevitability of problems resurfacing eventually

Lets just hope nobody will know

Hoping to keep problems hidden or unnoticed

With your drips as lethal as cyanide

Comparing issues or troubles to something as lethal as cyanide

Its not much, we might be alright

Optimism despite troubles, hoping things might improve

But after a while nobody can hide

Recognition that troubles become evident over time


The color is there

A reference to a fading aspect or characteristic

And it starts to fade so fast

The rapid disappearance or loss of a significant trait or quality

Yeah, the equal signs on my mouth try to heal

Symbolism of attempts to recover or heal emotional wounds

My separated path

Desire for personal growth or change in direction

I not wish, but yearn to move along

An intense longing or yearning for progression

We need to clear the way so my baggage clears the wall

The need to resolve personal issues to move forward

Cover the place with post it notes 'till I have shown what I had done

Displaying and acknowledging past actions or mistakes


Drowning your problems into a rat hole

Repetition of escaping or avoiding problems

Sooner or later you're gonna start the float

Reiteration of the inevitable resurfacing of issues

Lets just hope nobody will know

Hope of concealing problems from others

With your drips as lethal as cyanide

Reiterating the comparison of troubles to cyanide's lethality

Its not much, we might be alright

Remaining optimistic about a possible resolution

But after a while nobody can hide

Acknowledgment that problems become evident with time


Until we don't feel anything

Desensitization to emotions or numbness


Drowning your problems into a rat hole

Continued pattern of avoiding or escaping problems

Sooner or later you're gonna start the float

Emphasizing the eventual reappearance of issues

Lets just hope nobody will know

Hoping to maintain secrecy about one's troubles

With your drips as lethal as cyanide

Restating the comparison of troubles to cyanide's toxicity

Its not much, we might be alright

Remaining cautiously optimistic about the situation

But after a while nobody can hide

Acknowledging that troubles become apparent over time

Until we don't feel anything, anymore

Desensitization or loss of emotional response over time

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