Out of Clay

Shaping Desires: The Struggle Molded in 'Out of Clay'
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Lyrics

You know my desire

You are aware of my longing or wish.

It's like a gun in a hand of a child

My desire is precarious or potentially harmful, akin to a child holding a gun.

Strange thoughts come to me

Unusual or unsettling thoughts come to my mind.

How many more times I can die?

I contemplate the frequency of my figurative deaths.


Heart is a stranger

The emotional core (heart) is unfamiliar or distant.

It won’t stop playing with my head

It continues to manipulate my thoughts persistently.

You kept on taking

You consistently took from me.

Now there's nothing left

Nothing remains now due to your continuous taking.


And when the world comes to an end

In the face of a catastrophic event, will you be there?

Will you be there waiting?

Will you be waiting for me when the world ends?


You are shaping me

You have a significant influence on shaping who I am.

Leading me astray

You guide me in the wrong direction.

You are making me

Your influence is actively forming or creating me.

Mold me out of clay

You are molding me like one shapes clay.


A bible of panic

A source of anxiety or distress is like a holy book for me.

You read my thoughts between the lines

You understand my unspoken thoughts.

Silence can't save me

Silence is ineffective in protecting or rescuing me.

Every word cuts like a knife

Every spoken word from you is emotionally cutting.


Heart is a stranger

The emotional core (heart) remains enigmatic and troublesome.

It won’t stop playing with my head

Persistent manipulation of thoughts continues.

You kept on taking

You persistently took from me.

Now there's nothing left

There is nothing left now due to your continuous taking.


And when the world comes to an end

In the face of a catastrophic event, will you be there?

Will you be there waiting?

Will you be waiting for me when the world ends?


You are shaping me

You have a significant influence on shaping who I am.

Leading me astray

You guide me in the wrong direction.

You are making me

Your influence is actively forming or creating me.

Mold me out of clay

You are molding me like one shapes clay.


You are shaping me

You have a significant influence on shaping who I am.

Leading me astray

You guide me in the wrong direction.

You are making me

Your influence is actively forming or creating me.

Mold me out of clay

You are molding me like one shapes clay.


You are shaping me

You have a significant influence on shaping who I am.

Leading me astray

You guide me in the wrong direction.

You are making me

Your influence is actively forming or creating me.

Mold me out of clay

You are molding me like one shapes clay.


You are shaping me

You have a significant influence on shaping who I am.

Leading me astray

You guide me in the wrong direction.

You are making me

Your influence is actively forming or creating me.

Mold me out of clay

You are molding me like one shapes clay.


Mold me out of clay

You are actively shaping and molding me, as one does with clay.

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