Me and a Gun

Surviving Trauma: A Journey Through Desperation and Choice
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Lyrics

Five a.m. Friday morning Thursday night far from sleep

Feeling sleep-deprived at 5 a.m. on a Friday morning after a late night.

I'm still up and driving can't go home obviously

Unable to go home, still driving with a full tank of gas and snacks.

So I'll just change direction 'cause they'll soon know where I live

Changing direction to avoid revealing her home location.

And I want to live

Expressing a desire to live.

Got a full tank and some chips

Having resources, both a full tank of gas and some snacks.


It was me

Describing a traumatic experience of sexual assault involving a gun.

And a gun

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And a man

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On my back

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And I sang Holly Holy as he buttoned down his pants

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You can laugh

Suggesting the gravity of the situation by acknowledging the irony and humor.

It's kind of funny

Reflecting on unexpected and dark thoughts during distressing times.

Things you think

Contemplating unusual thoughts during a crisis.

Times like these

Highlighting the surreal nature of the situation.

Like I haven't seen Barbados so I must get out of this

Referencing Barbados as a metaphor for a better place, expressing a desire to escape.

Yes I wore a slinky red thing

Acknowledging wearing provocative attire during the incident.

Does that mean I should spread for you, your friends

Questioning the implications of her clothing and if it justifies the assault.

Your father, Mr. Ed

Mentioning various individuals (friends, father, Mr. Ed) with a sense of vulnerability.


It was me

Reiterating the traumatic experience and the desire to escape.

And a gun

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And a man

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On my back

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But I haven't seen Barbados so I must get out of this

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And I know what this means

Referencing a past conversation with Jesus, emphasizing the gravity of the choice made.

Me and Jesus a few years back used to hang

Recalling advice from Jesus about choices and the uncertainty of returning.

And he said it's your choice babe just remember

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I don't think you'll be back in three days time so you choose well

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Tell me what's right

Pondering what is morally right in the context of the traumatic event.

Is it my right to be on my stomach of Fred's Seville

Describing a vulnerable position, lying on her stomach in Fred's Seville.


It was me

Reiterating the traumatic experience and the desire to escape.

And a gun

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And a man

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On my back

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But I haven't seen Barbados so I must get out of this

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And do you know Carolina

Referencing Carolina, possibly as a distraction or escape in thought.

Where the biscuits are soft and sweet

Describing Carolina with sensory details, possibly as a coping mechanism.

These things go through your head when there's a man on your back

Explaining how thoughts drift during distress, mentioning the man on her back.

And you're pushed flat on your stomach it's not a classic Cadillac

Contrasting the grim reality with the image of a non-classic Cadillac.


It was me

Reiterating the traumatic experience and the desire to escape.

And a gun

-

And a man

-

On my back

-

But I haven't seen Barbados so I must get out of this

-

I haven't seen Barbados so I must get out of this

Emphasizing the urgency of escaping the current situation and seeing a better place.

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