Lyrics
One day you opened up your eyes inside of you
Reflecting on the moment of self-awareness or awakening
Inside a world inside a universe you didn't get to choose
Realizing existence within a vast, uncontrollable universe
You didn't get to pick the rules or pick the past or set the pace
Lack of control over life's circumstances and conditions
Or cast the cast and crew you didn't get to pick your starting place
Acknowledging the lack of choice in one's starting point in life
And though it was a race you didn't understand
Life as a race with unclear rules and purposes
You simply lined up on the blocks and when the pistol popped you ran
Following the societal norms without full comprehension
And when you tripped and dropped you picked yourself up off the ground
Overcoming challenges and setbacks
And picked your scabs you knew you had to pick a plan to end what you began
Recognizing the need for a plan to achieve goals
As you got older there were days of cold surrender
Experiencing moments of resignation or acceptance
Days of shrugged whatevers folded in with days of shocking splendor
Contrasting mundane moments with extraordinary ones
But as time advanced the lovely days were covered up from view
An encroaching sense of melancholy overshadowing joyful memories
By an advancing melancholy haze that hovered near the dew
Depicting a melancholic haze approaching over time
Yet there were moments
Highlighting fleeting moments of clarity or joy
There were these pure arresting moments when you stepped outside your head
Moments of stepping outside one's usual mindset
Outside your pain outside control, outside the bullshit, out of body, out of rage
Freedom from pain, control, and societal pressures
Outside the need to get it, get it, you will never get it, that's okay
Acceptance of not fully understanding everything
Have you felt a little off today
Asking about feeling off and disconnected
Had a lot to say
Expressing a desire to communicate but ending up alone
But wound up talking to yourself?
Questioning self-isolation and internal dialogue
Have you hunted for a kindly ear
Seeking understanding but finding no one to listen
But couldn't find one near
Highlighting the struggle to find sympathetic ears
And wound up talking to yourself?
Reiterating the theme of talking to oneself
Had a little spot where you been going through a lot
Describing inner turmoil and suppressing problems
Wanna shove it to the bottom but a trouble gonna bubble to the top
Anticipating issues surfacing despite attempts to conceal
Then the bubble gonna pop and the hustle never ever gonna stop
Continuous struggle and the inevitability of challenges
Cause you get up in the morning get ahead then get to bed and then you do it all again until the moment that you drop
Depicting the daily grind and repetition of life
You need a plot, what you wanna witness with this life you got
Emphasizing the need for a purpose or direction in life
You kicked and fought trynna get up in your skin and pick this lock
Struggling to understand oneself and unlock potential
That ticking clock lets you know that bitch you got these situations witchu
Awareness of life's ticking clock and pressing issues
Issues someone fit to quick should sit you should down to talk
Suggesting the importance of seeking help and conversation
Ever wonder who's the crazy the one, people walking to work as if nothing is off
Questioning societal norms and perceptions of sanity
But if a person really got it they would be cracking a bottle on somebody's head and looting from shops
Contrasting appearances with hidden struggles
Are there times you're alone now when nobody's home but you walk around muttering under your breath second shit saying goddammit goddammit goddammit just whispering soft
Describing moments of frustration and self-talk
Do you ever get lost, deep in your thoughts, tripping when you think about the cost of seeing this through
Getting lost in deep contemplation about life's challenges
When you tie your stomach into knots that you don't know how to undo
Feeling overwhelmed by the costs and challenges of life
But do you ever have another moment after that, when you can see
Questioning preconceived notions and seeking alternatives
There's no one way this has to be? Or maybe that's just me
Expressing the individuality of perception and experience
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