A Few Lies Short of Magnificent
A Life Unveiled: Seeking Magnificence Beyond Lies
Lyrics
I kicked the dirt round in a circle
I engaged in aimless activity, symbolized by kicking dirt in a circle.
Wondering if it will ever rain
I pondered the possibility of positive change, represented by rain.
I watched the bright yellow leaves
I observed the vibrant yellow leaves falling gently to the ground.
Fall softly to the ground
With a sense of sorrow, I witnessed the leaves descending.
With my face in my hands, I sympathize with the trees
In a contemplative stance, I empathized with the trees, speaking to a silent deity.
Talking to the god that's never made a sound
I communicated with a god that has never responded.
I yelled and I screamed but it was all in my mind
I expressed emotions vocally, though only in my thoughts.
I've had nightmares of being Kurt Cobain, but no one else would say at least he had fame
I experienced nightmares involving Kurt Cobain, finding solace in his fame.
There's a reason I can't stand still at funerals, but none that I could ever face
I struggle to stay still at funerals, facing an unsettling reason.
What a life we live
Reflecting on existence, acknowledging its challenges.
A few words more than nothing
Life is comprised of a few words more than nothing.
And a few lies short of magnificent
Life falls short of magnificence due to a few lies.
I take a walk with my black coffee, staring at the ground
I walk with contemplation and a cup of coffee, avoiding eye contact.
Can't look anyone in the face
Avoiding direct gaze, possibly due to inner turmoil.
I'm blasting "Cigarettes and Saints," just wondering which one I am
Listening to "Cigarettes and Saints," questioning my identity.
Saying maybe there's a god, I want to make it to that place
Contemplating the existence of a god and aspiring to reach a better place.
What a life we live
Reflecting again on the challenges of life.
A few words more than nothing
Life has a few more words than nothing.
And a few lies short of magnificent
Yet, it lacks magnificence due to some falsehoods.
I cannot call again, I stay on seventeen percent
Unable to make a call, stuck at seventeen percent battery.
I'm gonna lose it again
Fearing another emotional breakdown.
I need a new place
Desiring a change of environment or circumstance.
Why do the walls close in (Why do the walls close in)
Feeling trapped, questioning the tightening walls.
That's why I'm closing my eyes
Closing my eyes to escape the reality around me.
If I can't see my face, then I won't be surprised
If I can't see my own face, I won't be taken aback or disturbed.
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