4 On The Floor
Navigating Chaos: Zee Machine's Reflection on Self-Discovery
Lyrics
Well I can't pay for my therapy
Expressing inability to afford therapy, suggesting alternative actions.
So instead I guess I'll go dye my hair
Choosing to change appearance as a coping mechanism.
We don't need another white boy
Commenting on the need for diversity, possibly critical of a stereotypical "white boy."
Who's got way too many feeling to share
Criticizing someone who shares too many emotions.
Know I can bore, know I should keep it to myself
Acknowledging a tendency to bore others and the need for self-restraint.
Worse than before, I'm just a danger to my health
Reflecting on personal difficulties and potential harm to one's health.
Oh my god it's hitting me like a rocket
Experiencing a sudden realization or impact, likened to a rocket.
Don't recall what gravity was for
Forgetting the purpose or significance of gravity, metaphorical confusion.
Last to arrive but the first one to be running out the door
Being the last to arrive but the first to leave, suggesting a quick departure.
Forgetting just what I was looking for on the floor
Losing sight of the original purpose or goal while on the floor.
How could something so amazing
Questioning the paradox of something amazing turning into a personal monster.
Be a monster when it stay in my home
Describing the amazing thing as a "monster" when it stays at home.
There's no pill there's no prescription
Expressing the absence of a remedy or solution for missing someone.
That could tell me not to miss him, I'm grown
Claiming maturity despite the inability to avoid missing someone.
Back in the red, being alive I can't afford 
Facing financial difficulties and the high cost of being emotionally alive.
Emotional debt spent all year trying to ignore
Accumulating emotional debt while attempting to ignore it throughout the year.
Oh my god it's hitting me like a rocket
Repeating the earlier realization of impact, emphasizing its intensity.
Don't recall what gravity was for
Reiterating the confusion about the purpose of gravity.
Last to arrive but the first one to be running out the door
Repeating the theme of being the first to leave despite arriving last.
Forgetting just what I was looking for on the floor
Reiterating the idea of forgetting the original purpose while on the floor.
Oh my god it's hitting me like a rocket
Repeating the intense impact, emphasizing its rocket-like nature.
Don't recall what gravity was for
Reiterating the confusion about the purpose of gravity, creating a sense of disorientation.
Last to arrive but the first one to be running out the door
Repeating the theme of being the first to leave despite arriving last, reinforcing the quick departure.
Forgetting just what I was looking for on the floor
Reiterating the idea of forgetting the original purpose while on the floor, concluding the narrative.
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