Dive into the chaotic and introspective journey of self-awareness and struggle. This song explores the narrator's fight against internal demons and existential unease. Sleep-deprived and emotionally wrecked, he grapples with feelings of inadequacy and the desperate urge to escape his mental turmoil. The kennel imagery suggests feelings of confinement and punishment, stemming possibly from societal pressures or personal failures. The repeated cries to Jesus highlight a longing for redemption and peace. It's a raw portrayal of someone who knows they've gone wrong but feels completely powerless to set things right. The haunting chorus underscores his regret and hints at a missed understanding that could have made a difference if only he'd listened more closely. Overall, the track is a poignant and honest reflection on the strains of mental health and the quest for solace.
Grand Paradise
Lyrics
I can be romantic
When I'm starving for sleep
When I try but I can't seem
To remember anything
With hair from a dog
I've got a fistful of its mane
It's too coarse to stomach
So I shove it down my throat
Luck left late Saturday and now
Jesus Christ I'm wrecked to bed
They watch me sleeping in the kennel again
I can't recall the bark but the bay, I admit
If I was listening I could hear it
I'm shock-collared at the gates of heaven
25 years that I've been trying to shake loose
And if I try to sit still
Then someone's breathing down my neck
So I'm embarrassing myself again
I should see myself out
Lay me down in the tub
Throw away my phone
Strap a muzzle to my mouth now
And Jesus Christ I'm wrecked to bed
They watch me sleeping in the kennel again
I can't recall the bark but the bay, I admit
If I was listening I could hear it
If I was listening I could hear it
If I listen I can hear
Palms kept white hot gold rings folded like a
Knot tied tight sweat leave sleep take me now
I've done nothing right
I've gone wrong beside
I can't see what's there
But If I listen I can hear
Luck bent low roar drum pressed to the glass
The glass pressed loose soft spots marked on the wall
Wall an empty stomach
I've done nothing right
I can't see what's there
If I listen I can hear it
Palms kept white hot gold rings folding like a
Knot tied tight sweat leave sleep take me now
I've done nothing right
I've gone wrong beside
I can't see what's there
I can't see anything at all
Writer(s): Conor Murphy, Ricky Sampson, Jon Hellwig, Eric Hudson
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, TERRORBIRD PUBLISHING LLC
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