When You Died
Journey Through Loss: Defying Fate's Grip
Lyrics
I was on my way to heaven when you died
I was en route to heaven when you passed away
I was racing up the express lane, I was cheating HOV
I was speeding in the express lane and bypassing HOV (High Occupancy Vehicle) rules
Lanes
Reference to traffic lanes, possibly metaphorical
I made it to the gat in record timing
I reached the gate quickly, breaking records in timing
I quickly threw my hazards on, no bother finding parking
Swiftly activated my car's hazard lights without bothering to find proper parking
I was on my way to heaven when you died
Reiteration of being on the way to heaven when the person died
I was dressed in all black and I hoped
Dressed in mourning attire, hoping to go unnoticed
That nobody would notice me
Desire for anonymity during the situation
Or the bolt cutters I was hiding
Concealing bolt cutters under an oversized jacket
Underneath my oversized jacket
Further description of hiding tools for an undisclosed purpose
I snuck around the back end
Sneaking around the back, avoiding detection
And broke you out when the Gods weren't looking
Rescuing or freeing someone during a moment when divine attention is diverted
I was on my way to heaven when you died
Reiteration of being on the way to heaven when the person died
But then it was all over
A sudden turn of events, possibly facing consequences
They got us surrounded
Surrounded and confronted by an opposing force
They beat us with batons
Physical confrontation with the use of batons
Cuffed us and threw us in the car
Arrested, handcuffed, and placed in a car
When I wake up I want to talk to a lawyer
Expressing a desire to consult with a lawyer upon waking up
I demand a fair and speedy trail
Asserting the right to a fair and prompt trial
Where do people go when they die?
Philosophical question about the destination of people after death
How do you keep them alive?
Asking how to preserve the memory or essence of the departed
How do you make sure that something like these
Concerns about preventing similar unfortunate events
Won't ever happen again?
Expressing a desire for the safety of others, especially friends
Not to any other friends
Questioning the vulnerability of a seemingly perfect individual
How could a perfect human run out of luck
Reflecting on the unpredictability of fate
When there's just so many horrible people screaming
Amidst the chaos, acknowledging the presence of malicious individuals
"jackpot!", I cannot help but fear the thing I can't control
The fear of the unknown and lack of control over certain aspects of life
The things I'll never know
The mysteries and uncertainties that one may never comprehend
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