I ponder of something great
My lungs will fill and then deflate
They fill with fire
Exhale desire
I know it's dire
My time today
Think about something better than reality. Breathe and breathe while taking misery and still hoping to end up with something incredible. Everyday is important.
I have these thoughts
So often I ought
To replace that slot
With what I once bought
'Cause somebody stole
My car radio
And now I just sit in silence
He keeps thinking and thinking about the bad things but knows he should be thinking about happy memories he holds. His distractions have left him, which causes silence, which causes overthinking and depression.
Sometimes quiet is violent
I find it hard to hide it
My pride is no longer inside
It's on my sleeve
My skin will scream
Reminding me of
Who I killed inside my dream
I hate this car that I'm driving
There's no hiding for me
I'm forced to deal with what I feel
There is no distraction to mask what is real
I could pull the steering wheel
Quiet leads to thinking which leads to bad thoughts which can inflict emotion. His pride can be destroyed by other people, rather than before when he could stay proud no matter who tried to bring him down. His looks remind him of something not beautiful, screaming at him that he isn’t perfect. His appearance reminds him of people who insult him, which is who he wishes to die. He hates his life and the road he is taking with it. There is nothing to stop his train of terrible thoughts. He realizes he can take a sharp turn with his life and change.
I ponder of something terrifying
'Cause this time there's no sound to hide behind
I find over the course of our human existence
One thing consists of consistence
And it's that we're all battling fear
Oh dear, I don't know if we know why we're here
Oh my,
Too deep
Please stop thinking
I liked it better when my car had sound
He thinks of terrible things because there are no distractions. He finds that the one thing that connects to everyone is that everyone battles with the idea that they don’t control their fate. His thoughts are becoming deeper and deeper, as he struggles with the thought of why he was ever born. He realizes that his thoughts are inducing a kind of sadness, which is why he wishes for his train to be cut off.
There are things we can do
But from the things that work there are only two
And from the two that we choose to do
Peace will win
And fear will lose
There's faith and there's sleep
We need to pick one please because
Faith is to be awake
And to be awake is for us to think
And for us to think is to be alive
And I will try with every rhyme
To come across like I am dying
To let you know you need to try to think
There are only two basic things in life, peace and fear. In the end, death is peace, so peace conquers. Peace is made up of faith that life will get better. Fear is made of sleep because sleeping is more like hiding from life. You must choose one or the other, because to have faith you must be awake to believe. Once awake, a human thinks. Once thinking, you are alive in the simplest terms. He speaks as though he is dying for people to really believe him.
I ponder of something great My lungs will fill and then deflate They fill with fire Exhale desire I know it's dire My time today
Think about something better than reality. Breathe and breathe while taking misery and still hoping to end up with something incredible. Everyday is important.
I have these thoughts So often I ought To replace that slot With what I once bought 'Cause somebody stole My car radio And now I just sit in silence
He keeps thinking and thinking about the bad things but knows he should be thinking about happy memories he holds. His distractions have left him, which causes silence, which causes overthinking and depression. Sometimes quiet is violent I find it hard to hide it My pride is no longer inside It's on my sleeve My skin will scream Reminding me of Who I killed inside my dream I hate this car that I'm driving There's no hiding for me I'm forced to deal with what I feel There is no distraction to mask what is real I could pull the steering wheel
Quiet leads to thinking which leads to bad thoughts which can inflict emotion. His pride can be destroyed by other people, rather than before when he could stay proud no matter who tried to bring him down. His looks remind him of something not beautiful, screaming at him that he isn’t perfect. His appearance reminds him of people who insult him, which is who he wishes to die. He hates his life and the road he is taking with it. There is nothing to stop his train of terrible thoughts. He realizes he can take a sharp turn with his life and change.
I ponder of something terrifying 'Cause this time there's no sound to hide behind I find over the course of our human existence One thing consists of consistence And it's that we're all battling fear Oh dear, I don't know if we know why we're here Oh my, Too deep Please stop thinking I liked it better when my car had sound
He thinks of terrible things because there are no distractions. He finds that the one thing that connects to everyone is that everyone battles with the idea that they don’t control their fate. His thoughts are becoming deeper and deeper, as he struggles with the thought of why he was ever born. He realizes that his thoughts are inducing a kind of sadness, which is why he wishes for his train to be cut off.
There are things we can do But from the things that work there are only two And from the two that we choose to do Peace will win And fear will lose There's faith and there's sleep We need to pick one please because Faith is to be awake And to be awake is for us to think And for us to think is to be alive And I will try with every rhyme To come across like I am dying To let you know you need to try to think
There are only two basic things in life, peace and fear. In the end, death is peace, so peace conquers. Peace is made up of faith that life will get better. Fear is made of sleep because sleeping is more like hiding from life. You must choose one or the other, because to have faith you must be awake to believe. Once awake, a human thinks. Once thinking, you are alive in the simplest terms. He speaks as though he is dying for people to really believe him.
Just what I think.