Dead Tomorrow

Eternal Struggle: Embracing Life's Painful Realities
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Lyrics

Don't you understand me?

Expressing frustration or a plea for understanding.

In the back of all these visions

Referring to inner thoughts or perceptions.

All these dreams inside me rotting

Internal dreams or aspirations deteriorating.

Like the clock is ticking down

Sense of impending doom or limited time.

Words like eyes they turn you inside out

Words have a transformative impact, revealing inner emotions.

To drown you later in your life

The weight of negative experiences that resurface later in life.

You see nothing but feel disturbed

Perceiving nothing positive, disturbed by feelings.

When the pain just comes rushing in.

Sudden and intense emotional pain.

Words convulsing in full circles

Speech or expressions trapped in repetitive cycles.

Turning inside out to make

Transformation aimed at external improvement.

Us better on the outside, so much stronger now.

Despite hardships, emerging stronger externally.

Can't look back because the past is burnt out

Irreversible break with the past, no turning back.

From the past because its burnt out from the past

Reiteration of the irreversible nature of the past.

Because its burnt out tune me out.

Desire to be disconnected or mentally tuned out.

All my life waiting for the answers to

A lifetime of seeking answers to internal struggles.

These dreams alone of the knife

Lonely dreams involving a metaphorical knife.

That's cutting from my life

Repetition emphasizes the cutting impact on life.

It's cutting from my life

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It's cutting from my life

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It's cutting from my life

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It's cutting from my

Incomplete line, possibly linking to the impact on self.

Dead Tomorrow, dead tomorrow,

Repetition of the phrase "Dead Tomorrow."

You'll be dead tomorrow

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Dead Tomorrow,

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You'll be dead tomorrow

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Dead Tomorrow,

Reiteration of the inevitability of death.

All my life waiting for the answers to

Repetition of the theme of dreams being cut short.

These dreams alone of the knife

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That's cutting from my life

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It's cutting from my life

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It's cutting from my life

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It's cutting from

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Don't you understand me?

Reiteration of the plea for understanding.

In the back of all these visions

Recurrence of themes of internal decay and tuning out.

All these dreams inside me rotting,

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Like the clock is ticking down,

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Can't look back because the past is burnt out

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From the past because its burnt out from the past,

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Because it's burnt out tune me out.

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Dead Tomorrow, Dead Tomorrow,

Final repetition of the phrase "Dead Tomorrow."

You'll be dead Tomorrow, Dead Tomorrow

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