Cleanse. - Funeral

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A funeral procession passes
Two cars crash
We keep moving
Broken windows
A shard of glass
They all just pass
And keep moving
Have faith in them?
What a laugh
This world won't stop for anything
So graciously
And quietly
I fall to pieces let me breathe
And everyday feels the same
Like a funeral in the rain
Its misery
Causer of pain
Im left with all the scars i've made
Im losing track of time
And who i am at all
The pain you feel is mine
Im losing all control
Control yourself now
There's so much worse to come
No you haven't seen nothing
Each day
Feels like a dream
Im floating on & on & on
A funeral
And everyday feels the same
Like a funeral in the rain
Its misery
Causer of pain
Im left with all the scars i've made
 
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"Cleanse" is a haunting and melancholic song that captures the feeling of being trapped in a cycle of pain and despair. The lyrics paint a picture of a funeral procession passing by, symbolizing the constant reminders of loss and suffering in life. The imagery of broken windows and shards of glass mirrors the shattered emotions of the singer. The repetition of the phrase "And everyday feels the same, like a funeral in the rain" emphasizes the sense of hopelessness and numbness that pervades the song. The singer struggles to maintain control and identity amidst the chaos and turmoil, feeling lost and overwhelmed. The mournful melody and emotive vocals convey a sense of longing for release and healing, as the singer yearns to cleanse themselves of the pain and scars that weigh them down. Overall, "Cleanse" is a poignant and introspective reflection on the complexities of grief and emotional turmoil.

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