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In the house you made. Of every stolen moment Don't pretend, I know how this ends. And who you are in secret All our hopes, are fast asleep. Spill the wrist of what you'll never be.

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The third line took me a while. In the house you made.

Someone is confronting the depressed person out of concern. And I'll never say that everything's alright, That when were gone we'll sleep with sattelites.

Of every stolen moment Don't pretend, I know how this ends. Thrown away is similar to blown away.

With pieces of ambition Prison skin, Keeps us safety pinned I'll whisper your incision Hostile strum and icepick tongue, Shelter here from everyone. Don't pretend, I know how this ends, and who you are in secret.

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I love how calm it is in comparison to some of Bret's angrier songs, as well as how powerful it manages to be despite that. And I'll never say that everything's alright, That when we're gone we'll sleep with satellites, We're killing more than the loneliness behind the eyes, Sometimes the best you can do is just survive. All our hopes are fast asleep, Spill the wrist of what you'll never lrics.

The second line refers to the freedom that comes with death. And I'll never say that everything's alright, That when we're gone we'll sleep with satellites, We're killing more than the loneliness behind the eyes, Sometimes the best stshli you can do is just survive. And I'll never say that everything's alright.

But for now, this is my simple analysis I suppose. And the "spilling the wrist" is of course referring to cutting. Also, people who are depressed isolate themselves instead of going for help; it's a symptom of the disorder.

This is a common problem with depression; they push everyone who can possibly help away, and thus the depression worsens. In the house you made of every stolen moment Don't pretend I know how this ends, and who you are in secret All our hopes thrpw fast asleep Spill the wrist of what you'll never be And I'll never stahli that everything's blue That when we're gone we'll sleep with satellites We're killing more than the loneliness behind the eyes Sometimes the bpue that you can do is throw survive Something's wrong inside We are feeding flies with pieces of ambition Prison skin.

All that exists is blur away, and the feeling that the pain will just continue forever. They're not living, not enjoying.

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But it seems to me that someone who is depressed is trying to kill "the loneliness behind the eyes" AKA the pain or the depression by cutting. This person feels like they will never be happy, popular, loved, all that, and they are releasing "what they will never be" along with the blood when they cut. They consider this srahli. A release of the inner pain.

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One feels nothing but the persistent negativity. Howevs, this also spre bacteria so more form.

However, this is just a temporary release from the "prison skin"; cuts always heal. Qway whisper your incision. Just scraping by, taking it day by day.

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In the house you made of every stolen moment. Thus, you can't hope the future will improve, and you can't be ambitious and make the future better. There's more to it, I know. That when were gone we'll sleep with sattelites. Tbh, I rly feel like I'm missing something with my analysis of this song.

Blue stahli lyrics : "throw away"

All our hopes are fast asleep, Spill the wrist of what you'll never be. And now for my favourite line.

The fourth line refers to the idea that someone who is depressed is just barely surviving. Thus it foreshadows suicide.

Because they can't believe it. And who you are in secret All our hopes, are fast asleep. Prison skin. We're killing more than the loneliness behind the eyes. The concerned person doesn't want that to happen. Withdrawing and hiding your true feelings are a symptom of the disorder.

We are feeding flies. Something's wrong inside, We are feeding flies with pieces of ambition.

Blue stahli - throw away lyrics

Just survive. Pieces of ambition; hope and ambition both die when people are depressed.

Spill the wrist of what you'll never be.