House Address
Navigating Memories: You Blew It! Unveils a Journey Through Dissonance
Lyrics
I'm a clenched fist
Feeling constrained or restricted, holding onto tension.
distorted and clutching hope
Distorted and desperately grasping onto optimism or belief.
beneath these two tired, broken wrists
Underneath the exhaustion and injury, there's still hope.
I'm tired of it
Experiencing fatigue or weariness from a situation.
I'm always running from this
Continuously avoiding or evading something.
relentless in its dissonance
Persistent and harsh in its lack of harmony.
Let's consider this something I won't soon forget
Considering an experience or situation as memorable.
Eventually, I've to get used to "remember when"
Understanding the necessity of adapting to reminiscing.
Hey man
Addressing someone directly.
remember those nights in Richmond
Recalling specific moments in Richmond.
and the way I never knew what they meant?
Reflecting on past experiences without understanding their significance.
I'm tired of these toss-ups and all this feigned motivation
Weariness with uncertain situations and false inspiration.
but I've always felt fine singing in your basement
Despite difficulties, finding comfort in performing music in a familiar setting.
Let's consider this something I won't soon forget
Reiterating the significance of an experience.
Eventually, I've got to get used to "remember when"
Accepting the inevitability of reminiscing.
I'm not the sum of my own parts
Identity not defined solely by individual characteristics, but by interactions with others.
Just a rough combination of the people I've met so far
Being shaped by encounters with different people.
Let's consider this something I won't soon forget
Reaffirming the importance of remembering.
Eventually, I've got to get used to "remember when"
Coming to terms with the necessity of reminiscing.
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