Lyrics
I can't feel you, I don't get it
The speaker is unable to sense or understand the other person.
Thought you were my savior
Initially believed the person to be a source of salvation or support.
I'm confessing
Expressing a confession or admission.
My feelings are gone now
The speaker's emotions have vanished.
Don't know if I'll get them back
Uncertain if the emotions will return.
I've been flipping pages
Engaged in a metaphorical act of turning pages, possibly symbolizing time or introspection.
It ain't make a difference yet
Despite the actions, there is no noticeable change or improvement.
I can't feel you, I don't get it
Repetition of the speaker's inability to feel or understand the other person.
Thought you were my savior
Reiteration of the initial belief that the person was a savior.
I'm confessing
Repeating the act of confession or admission.
My feelings are gone now
Restating the absence of the speaker's emotions.
Don't know if I'll get them back
Uncertainty about the possible return of emotions.
I've been flipping pages
Continuation of the metaphorical act of flipping pages.
It ain't make a difference yet
No observable impact or change despite the speaker's actions.
I can't feel you, I don't get it
Reiteration of the speaker's inability to sense or understand.
Thought you were my savior
Repeating the initial perception of the person as a savior.
I'm confessing
Reiterating the act of confession.
My feelings are gone now
Emphasizing the absence of the speaker's emotions.
Don't know if I'll get them back
Uncertainty about the potential return of emotions.
I've been flipping pages
Continuing the metaphorical act of flipping pages.
It ain't make a difference yet
No noticeable impact on the situation despite the speaker's efforts.
I can't feel you, I don't get it
Repetition of the theme of the speaker's inability to feel or understand the other person.
Thought you were my savior
Reiterating the initial belief in the person as a savior.
I'm confessing
Repeating the act of confession or admission.
My feelings are gone now
Reiterating the absence of the speaker's emotions.
Don't know if I'll get them back
Uncertainty regarding the potential return of emotions.
I've been flipping pages
Continuation of the metaphorical act of flipping pages.
It ain't make a difference yet
No discernible difference in the situation despite the speaker's actions.
I can't feel you, I don't get it
Repetition of the central theme: the inability to feel or understand the other person.
Thought you were my savior
Reiteration of the initial perception of the person as a savior.
I'm confessing
Repeating the act of confession or admission.
My feelings are gone now
Emphasizing the absence of the speaker's emotions.
Don't know if I'll get them back
Uncertainty about the potential return of emotions.
I've been flipping pages
Continuation of the metaphorical act of flipping pages.
It ain't make a difference yet.
No significant change in the situation despite the speaker's ongoing actions.
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