Lyrics
It took a while for me to process
The process of understanding took a while.
Useless matters of the heart
Dealing with insignificant matters related to emotions.
Spent years perfecting crawling
Invested years perfecting the art of crawling or moving slowly.
I took two steps, I fell apart
Started making progress but suffered a breakdown.
Every day that I stayed breathing
Surviving each day, enduring pain or harm.
Another fang into your neck
Continuously causing harm, metaphorically described as fangs into someone's neck.
This vial of blood
A metaphor for collecting emotional pain or trauma.
It filled up good
The pain or trauma accumulated significantly.
And its the only thing I've kept
The only emotional baggage or memory retained.
I'd never talk about tomorrow
Reluctance to discuss the future, fearing not surviving the present.
Incase I didn't make it through the night
Fear of not making it through the night.
Now I rage against the dying of the light
Now actively resisting fading away or losing hope.
She said 'I'm done with crazy
A declaration of being tired of dealing with insanity or chaos.
I'm tired of cradling you to sleep
Exhausted from comforting and supporting someone to sleep.
Like I've got all the answers
Feeling pressured to have all the solutions or answers.
You take pieces of me'
The other person taking parts of oneself, possibly emotionally.
And she stood there laughing
The other person finding humor in the situation.
'I guess I'll leave you with your dreams'
Deciding to leave the person with their aspirations or illusions.
But I laughed the loudest
Reacting with exaggerated laughter, possibly masking inner turmoil.
Keep those broken pieces of me
Requesting to keep the fragmented parts of oneself.
Them pieces of me
Repetition emphasizing the fragmented state of oneself.
Them pieces of me
-Another night I stayed up drinking
Continued self-destructive behavior and memories associated with it.
Another witness takes the stand
-That box of lipstick memories
-Another bank vault made of sand
-Another night I stayed up sweating
Nightmares or anxieties keeping one awake.
On your creaky bedroom floor
Recalling a moment of expressing hatred in an intimate space.
Where I told you that I hated you
Exchange of mutual hatred between individuals.
You swore you hate me more
-I'd never talk about tomorrow
Similar fear of not surviving till the next day.
Incase I didn't make it through the night
-Now I rage against the dying of the light
Actively resisting fading away or giving up hope.
She said 'I'm done with crazy
Repeated declaration of being tired of dealing with chaos, the exhaustion of supporting someone, and retaining fragmented parts of oneself.
I'm tired of cradling you to sleep
-Like I've got all the answers
-You take pieces of me'
-And she stood there laughing
-'I guess I'll leave you with your dreams'
-But I laughed the loudest
-Keep those broken pieces of me
-Them pieces of me
Reiteration emphasizing fragmented selfhood.
Them pieces of me
-I'd never talk about tomorrow
Similar fear of confrontation and actively resisting fading away.
Coz I didn't want to fight
-Now I rage against the dying of the light
-She said 'I'm done with crazy'
Repeated tiredness of dealing with chaos, finally learning to rest, and preserving oneself.
Then I finally learned to sleep
-Don't let the darkness answer
-Or take pieces of me
-And she stood there laughing
-I guess I'll cuddle with my dreams
-The last laugh laughed the loudest
-Keep those broken pieces of me
-She said 'I'm done with crazy
Repetitive cycle of exhaustion, feeling pressured to have all solutions, and leaving with aspirations intact.
I'm tired of cradling you to sleep
-Like I've got all the answers
-You take pieces of me'
-And she stood there laughing
-'I guess I'll leave you with your dreams'
-But I laughed the loudest
Repeated insistence on retaining fragmented selfhood.
Keep those broken pieces of me
-Them pieces of me
-Them pieces of me
-If you're done with crazy
A declaration asking if the other person is also tired of dealing with chaos.
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