Deadbeat
Escape the Mundane: A Journey Through the Lyrics of Worthitpurchase's 'Deadbeat'
Lyrics
No way I'm gonna make you ride the bus
Unwilling to let you take public transportation
You're right around the corner, I'll come pick you up
Willingness to go out of the way to pick you up
Hold wonder just like a cup
Comparing wonder or curiosity to a cup, a contained and valuable thing
There's not a lot to do here for people like us
Limited options or activities available for them
I'd do anything to leave the house
Desire to escape the confines of home
I settle down and I sweat it out
Settling in and enduring discomfort
You never know what I'm on about
Difficulty in understanding their thoughts or conversations
We get bad coffee and I stain my blouse
Getting bad coffee and staining clothing, perhaps representing frustration
Pulse stays steady
Maintaining a steady heartbeat
You wait while I get ready
Someone waiting while they prepare
Heaven is such a lonely cloud
Feeling isolated or separated, even in pleasant situations
Pulse stays steady
Consistent heartbeat despite feeling uneasy
And yet I'm breathing heavy
Struggling to breathe normally despite the steady pulse
Always laugh a little bit too loud
Laughing louder than appropriate, possibly to cover discomfort
Why is it always so hard to admit it?
Difficulty in acknowledging or confessing something, likely due to doubts
Probably all of the doubts
Doubts causing challenges in admitting certain things
Why is it always so hard to admit it?
Reiteration of the struggle to admit something
As much within me as without
Struggle exists both internally and externally
Always wanna stay inside
Preference for staying indoors
I don't even know the time
Disconnection from time, unawareness of the current time
Looks like it's tonight
Expectation that the event or situation is happening tonight
Oh I bet it's like five, six, seven
Estimating the time, feeling it's late evening
Almost overstepped the line
Nearly crossing a boundary or limit
Lost my appetite
Losing interest in food, appetite diminishes
The future blinds my eyes
Uncertainty about what lies ahead, causing blindness metaphorically
Hope I get it together by then
Hope to become more composed or sorted out in the future
Pulse stays steady
Continued steady heartbeat
You wait while I get ready
Repeated waiting for readiness
Heaven is such a lonely cloud
Feeling of isolation despite being in a potentially pleasant place
Pulse stays steady
Consistent steady heartbeat in discomfort
And yet I'm breathing heavy
Struggling to breathe despite the steady pulse
Always laugh a little bit too loud
Laughing excessively, possibly to mask uneasiness
Why is it always so hard to admit it?
Reiteration of difficulty in confessing due to doubts
Probably all of the doubts
Probable influence of doubts on admission
Why is it always so hard to admit it?
Reiteration of the struggle to admit something
As much within me as without
Struggle exists both internally and externally
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