Pupils swimming
Head of locks
Came to bicker over shots
Crawling the surface
Of sidewalks
Desiccated, talking shop
And you knew it all along
Plucking the feathers from my jaw
I come to a boil, don't feel at all
Chirping that reminiscent song
Wither and focus
A fly on the wall
A buzzing, antagonistic thrall
Deafened and cordoned
Your limbs become stumps
Another regressive forlorn slump
And you knew it all along
Plucking the feathers from my jaw
I come to a boil, don't feel at all
Chirping that reminiscent song
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Whittled down to base components
Onto you, a cycle I can nеver complete
Attainment of the things I Lack
It seems so damn impossible, I'll hold the sin up
You can nurse and hide or beg and plead
My pulse missing, blood at half opacity
Conscience is a nag and I hope it leaves
Got a new ultimatum every week
I know it's part of the process
But I cannot stomach any more of it
Total platitudes aiming
For deflection that I'm maintaining endlessly
You will grasp for someone's notice
Kept preserved like pins in insects
This part speaks to a feeling of being reduced to one’s most basic form, emotionally or mentally (“whittled down to base components”). The “cycle I can never complete” highlights a recurring theme of unfinished emotional business or an inability to escape the repeating patterns.
The imagery in this stanza intensifies with “grasp for someone’s notice” and “isolate, corrode and possess,” possibly implying manipulative or destructive behavior. The “ceramic knife admittance” might symbolize a sharp, delicate confrontation or realization. The phrase “kept preserved like pins in insects” evokes the idea of being trapped or preserved in a painful state, as if pinned in place like a specimen. The return to “chirping that reminiscent song” reinforces the theme of being stuck in an emotional loop, and the final line (“And I’m never changing”) suggests resignation to this cycle.
These lines seem to offer options for coping with the situation, none of them healthy (“nurse and hide or beg and plead”). The speaker feels emotionally or physically drained (“pulse missing, blood at half opacity”), and their conscience is a constant reminder of unresolved issues (“Conscience is a nag”). The “new ultimatum every week” suggests ongoing pressure or decisions that never seem to resolve.
The speaker is paralyzed by fear or anxiety (“dread stops me in my tracks”). The line “attainment of the things I lack” indicates that they desire something seemingly out of reach, and they feel burdened by their own failures or shortcomings (“I’ll hold the sin up”).