Lyrics
I am the harelip.
I identify as the harelip.
Give me one more kiss.
Request for one more kiss.
We'll have a mardi gras on deserted streets.
Imagining a lively celebration on empty streets.
Fingers and forceps.
Reference to surgical instruments.
Raw meat and muzak.
Combining raw meat with background music.
The bubbles in the wine keep the nerves dead.
Bubbles in wine as a means of numbing emotions.
I was awake all through the surgery.
Staying conscious during a surgical procedure.
The people dancing, laughing, all for me.
Others celebrating while the speaker undergoes surgery.
You sewed me up but it will never heal.
Physical wounds may be closed, but emotional scars persist.
Will I forget then learn to smile some day.
Contemplating the possibility of finding happiness.
Potbellied sick bed.
Describing a convalescent state with a potbelly.
All scars and sweet breads.
Embracing both physical scars and pleasurable experiences.
A lonely vacation, your own Disney parade.
Isolation during recovery likened to a personal Disney parade.
It's all that he has.
Acknowledging limited possessions or experiences.
Clamped up by Walkmans.
Being confined by personal audio devices.
A midnight waiting room.
Imagining a waiting room atmosphere late at night.
Hear the distant screams.
Audible signs of distress in the distance.
I was awake all through the surgery.
Reiteration of staying awake during surgery.
The people dancing, laughing, all for me.
Revisiting the juxtaposition of celebration and personal struggle.
You sewed me up but it will never heal.
Highlighting the enduring nature of emotional wounds.
Will I forget then learn to smile some day.
Questioning the potential for future happiness and healing.
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