| Sia – Chandelier Lyrics | 11 years ago |
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Party girls don't get hurt Can't feel anything, when will I learn I push it down, push it down (she/he is trying to push down the depression and stay above it to try and have a good time by maybe turning up music full blast or partying) I'm the one "for a good time call" Phone's blowin' up, they're ringin' my doorbell I feel the love, feel the love (he/she doesn't really have friends so he/she creates fake images of people because he/she is so used to being alone) 1, 2, 3 1, 2, 3 drink 1, 2, 3 1, 2, 3 drink 1, 2, 3 1, 2, 3 drink Throw em back, till I lose count (the 1,2,3 part are the handfulls of pills and he/she has to swollow them down with a drink, he/she loses track of the amount of pills or drink he/she has taken) I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist Like it doesn't exist I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier (he/she is gonna hang from the chandelier by the neck and swing back and forth. He/she wants to forget about the next day as if it doesn't exist incase the suicide attempt doesn't work. When he/she dies they'll turn into a bird or an angel and fly off, while hanging the body was hanging there with tears falling from crying.) And I'm holding on for dear life, won't look down won't open my eyes Keep my glass full until morning light, 'cause I'm just holding on for tonight Help me, I'm holding on for dear life, won't look down won't open my eyes Keep my glass full until morning light, 'cause I'm just holding on for tonight On for tonight, on for tonight (He/she is holding on for dear life hoping that things will change the next day. She/he won't look down as they're cutting their wrists. They want help, but nothing seems to work so they need to keep their glass full because they think acholol will help them get through the night.) Sun is up, I'm a mess Gotta get out now, gotta run from this Here comes the shame, here comes the shame (It's morning time and he/she is all messed up from the drinking and the pills. They need to get of the mess they are in, but instead they get worse. "Here comes the shame" is the puking from the drug and acholol abuse.) 1, 2, 3 1, 2, 3 drink 1, 2, 3 1, 2, 3 drink 1, 2, 3 1, 2, 3 drink Throw em back till I lose count I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist Like it doesn't exist I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier And I'm holding on for dear life, won't look down won't open my eyes Keep my glass full until morning light, 'cause I'm just holding on for tonight Help me, I'm holding on for dear life, won't look down won't open my eyes Keep my glass full until morning light, 'cause I'm just holding on for tonight On for tonight, on for tonight (*same as before*) As I'm just holding on for tonight No I'm I'm just holding on for tonight On for tonight, on for tonight As I'm just holding on for tonight As I'm just holding on for tonight No I'm I'm just holding on for tonight On for tonight, on for tonight (in the video I took this as the girl trying to see her "imaginary party friends" again, but this time she realizes she's standing infront of a mirror which she thought was a door and she can't just drink or take pills or party to hide the pain because she's left in reality. In reality she's just left with all the pain that she's feeling inside.) |
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