Exploring themes of despair and self-doubt, this song delves into the internal battle of maintaining grace amidst personal turmoil. The protagonist grapples with feelings of invisibility and weightlessness, yearning for solace and understanding. The repeated references to medicine suggest an attempt to numb emotional pain, leading to a sense of disconnection. The imagery of flowers symbolizes fleeting beauty and the struggle to preserve it despite mental anguish. Ultimately, the song underscores the delicate balance between losing oneself and finding moments of grace in life's chaos, highlighting the profound impact of internal struggles on one's perception of self-worth and existence.
Graceless
Lyrics
Graceless
Is there a powder to erase this?
Is it dissolvable and tasteless?
You can't imagine how I hate this
Graceless
I'm trying, but I'm graceless
Don't have the sunny side to face this
I am invisible and weightless
You can't imagine how I hate this
Graceless
I'm trying, but I'm gone
Through the glass again
Just come and find me
God loves everybody, don't remind me
I took the medicine and I went missing
Just let me hear your voice, just let me listen
Graceless
I figured out how to be faithless
But it would be a shame to waste this
You can't imagine how I hate this
Graceless
I'm trying, but I'm gone
Through the glass again
Just come and find me
God loves everybody, don't remind me
I took the medicine and I went missing
Just let me hear your voice, just let me listen
All of my thoughts of you
Bullets through rotten fruit
Come apart at the seams
Now I know what dying means
I am not my rosy self
Left my roses on my shelf
Take the wild ones, they're my favorites
It's the side effects that save us
Grace
Put the flowers you find in a vase
If you're dead in the mind it'll brighten the place
Don't let 'em die on the vine, it's a waste
Grace
There's a science to walking through windows
There's a science to walking through windows
There's a science to walking through windows
There's a science to walking through windows without you
All of my thoughts of you
Bullets through rotten fruit
Come apart at the seams
Now I know what dying means
I am not my rosy self
Left my roses on my shelf
Take the wild ones, they're my favorites
It's the side effects that save us
Grace
Put the flowers you find in a vase
If you're dead in the mind it'll brighten the place
Don't let 'em die on the vine, it's a waste
Grace
Grace
Put the flowers you find in a vase
If you're dead in the mind it'll brighten the place
Don't let 'em die on the vine, it's a waste
Grace
Writer(s): Aaron Brooking Dessner, Matthew Donald Berninger
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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