A Bitter Pill
Navigating Life's Bitter Realities: Tired Violence's Aching Reflection
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You know what you want, and you know that it's not what you've got at all.
You are aware of your desires, recognizing they differ from your current reality.
And you know nothing lasts so you mourn all the past you can still recall.
You acknowledge the impermanence of things, leading to mourning the past experiences you can remember.
Can you really keep this up much longer?
Questioning the sustainability of your current situation.
Can you really keep this up much longer?
Reiteration of doubt about the ability to maintain the current state.
'Cause you know what you want and you know that it's not what you've got at all.
Reaffirmation of the contrast between your desires and your current reality.
Peer at the glass and you'll see yourself.
Reflection on oneself by looking in the mirror, not expecting a prophetic vision.
It's not a crystal ball.
The mirror is not a tool for predicting the future.
It has no future to tell.
The reflection has no insight into what lies ahead.
If only you could break habits instead of breaking all of your promises.
Desire for a change in behavior rather than repeatedly breaking promises.
It's all wrong. It's gone on for too long.
Acknowledgment that the current situation is wrong and has persisted for too long.
You got lost and found fault to keep calm.
Feeling lost and assigning blame to maintain composure.
And all these excuses you hang from are branches that stem from the root cause.
Excuses made are rooted in a fundamental issue.
With such a lack of self respect, oh, pray tell, what did you expect?
Critique of a lack of self-respect and questioning unrealistic expectations.
If any life is better than death, then I can see why you're scared of it.
If life is preferable to death, acknowledging fear of it.
I can see why you're scared of it.
Reiteration of the fear of life.
They said, "That's no way to live".
External judgment on the current way of life.
You said, "It makes no difference when we're destined for nothingness.
Acceptance that life's outcome doesn't matter when destined for nothingness.
Nothing more.
Life holds nothing more or less.
Nothing less".
(Instrumental break - no specific meaning)
With such a lack of self respect, oh, pray tell, what did you expect?
Rephrasing the question about expectations regarding self-respect and life.
If any life is better than death, then I can see why you're scared of it.
Reiteration of the fear of life being preferable to death.
I can see why you're scared of it.
Further emphasis on the fear of life.
Thoughts written in smoke will change shape as your mind keeps racing.
Thoughts are volatile and change as the mind races.
And pouring out your soul, you're damn sure to become complacent.
Pouring out emotions may lead to complacency.
So spill your guts instead, and see what you've got left.
Suggesting honesty and openness to assess one's remaining integrity.
A bitter pill, I know the hardest to digest.
Acknowledgment that facing harsh truths is difficult but necessary.
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