Dead and Cold
SadBoyProlific Lyrics

I wish I was dead and cold
The artist expresses their wish to be dead and feel no more pain or suffering from their depression.

Wake up every day and it just feels repetitive
The artist feels stuck in a repeating cycle of waking up and going through the motions of life without any meaningful change.

Think I need to chill, I think I need a sedative
The artist recognizes that they need to relax and calm down, perhaps even seeking medical help.

I think depression's hittin' me
The artist acknowledges that they are experiencing the effects of depression, a mental illness that affects their mood and energy level.

I think it's finally setting in
The artist feels that their depression is becoming more prominent and difficult to ignore.

Drifting to my feet and settling just like sediment
The artist describes their depression as something that gradually accumulates like sediment, eventually weighing them down and impacting their ability to move or function normally.

Constantly walking down this road called life blindly
The artist feels like they are navigating life without a clear direction or purpose, feeling lost and uncertain about their future.

Foolishly hoping for purpose to come and find me
The artist acknowledges their naïve hope that things will simply fall into place and provide them with a sense of purpose or fulfillment.

In the depths of depressions is where I've been residing
The artist describes their depression as a place where they have been stuck, unable to escape without external help.

That or in my room under my covers just hiding
The artist reveals that they have been avoiding the world by staying in bed and hiding under the covers, indicating a severe lack of motivation or willpower.

Put me in the grave today
The artist expresses their desire to die and end their suffering, perhaps feeling like death is the only way to escape their current situation.

Black suit, red bouquet
The artist envisions their own funeral, with the traditional black clothing and a red bouquet of flowers.

Too scared to leave, but too tired to stay
The artist feels trapped by their depression, both afraid to try and live life as well as exhausted from the mere thought of it.

Bullet in the chamber will stop all of the pain
The artist suggests that they may be considering suicide as a way to end their suffering, though also acknowledging the finality of such an action.

Blood on the wall drips, just like red rain
The artist describes the aftermath of a suicide attempt, with the blood from the gunshot dripping down the wall like raindrops.

Feel my soul seep out from each line from the blade
The artist describes the sensation of self-harm, feeling as though they are slowly losing their life force with each cut or wound.

No one sings along to the songs that I have made
The artist recognizes that their music has not been successful or popular, feeling like they are not making any significant impact or connecting with others.

Deep in thought like Socrates
The artist compares themselves to the philosopher Socrates, suggesting a desire for intellectual depth and understanding.

I am not your property
The artist asserts their independence and autonomy, feeling like they do not belong to anyone else or have to live up to anyone's expectations.

Treated like a mockery
The artist feels like they are being ridiculed or not taken seriously by others, perhaps further contributing to their depression.

Glad no one is stopping me
The artist suggests that they may be considering something drastic or harmful, but feels relieved that no one has tried to intervene or prevent them.

Not why you should idolize, this is my final goodbye
The artist acknowledges that their final actions, perhaps including suicide, should not be seen as something to emulate or celebrate. They may be saying their goodbyes for good.

But if I ever hurt you, I truly apologize
The artist acknowledges the potential pain they may cause to others if they go through with their suicidal ideation, apologizing for the possibility of leaving behind loved ones in the process.