Cradles
sub urban Lyrics

I live inside my own world of make-believe
I am consumed by my own imagination and have created a world in my mind that I live in.

Kids screaming in their cradles, profanities
I can hear the voices of children in pain, cursing and screaming out for help.

I see the world through eyes covered in ink and bleach
My perception of the world is through the lens of my own creativity, which is often shaded by darkness and emptiness.

Cross out the ones who heard my cries and watched me weep
I feel rejected and betrayed by those who were meant to support me, and I want to erase them from my life.

I love everything
I have an intense passion for everything in my life, the good and the bad.

Fire's spreading all around my room
I feel like my world is burning, and the chaos is overwhelming.

My world's so bright
Despite the turmoil, my world is vibrant and full of life.

It's hard to breathe but that's alright
Although it's difficult to cope at times, I am adapting to my environment.

Hush
I need to stay calm and quiet in order to deal with my overwhelming emotions.

Tape my eyes open to force reality (oh no, no)
I sometimes wish to force myself to face the harsh realities of life so that I can escape my fantasy world.

Why can't you just let me eat my weight in glee?
I wish people could let me enjoy the things that make me happy without judgment or derision.

Some days I feel skinnier than all the other days
My self-perception fluctuates and can be distorted by my mental state.

And some days I can't tell if my body belongs to me
I feel disconnected from myself and my physical form, leading to confusion and distress.

I wanna taste your content
I desire to experience the essence of someone or something else in order to escape my own reality.

Hold your breath and feel the tension
I want to feel the intense emotion and energy of others and the world around me.

Devils hide behind redemption
People sometimes mask their true intentions and motivations behind a facade of good intentions.

Honesty is a one-way gate to hell
Being honest can sometimes have negative consequences, leading to strife and conflict.

I wanna taste consumption
I want to indulge in hedonistic pleasures, sometimes to the detriment of my mental health.

Breathe faster to waste oxygen
I engage in self-destructive behaviors in order to experience momentary euphoria.

Hear the children sing aloud
I am haunted by the voices of the children in pain, who are crying out for help and attention.

It's music 'til the wick burns out
The sounds of the children's cries are constant and never-ending, like a piece of music that never stops.

Just wanna be care free lately, yeah
I wish to be free of my anxiety and mental struggles, and live a life without constant worries and fears.

Just kicking up daisies
I want to relax and take things easy, enjoying simple pleasures and taking life one day at a time.

Got one too many quarters in my pockets
I am carrying around too much emotional baggage, which is weighing me down and preventing me from moving forward.

Count 'em like the four-leaf clovers in my locket
I am fixated on my past experiences and memories, which I keep locked away like a memento.

Untied laces, yeah
I am carefree and spontaneous, going with the flow and not worried about the details.

Just tripping on daydreams
I am lost in my own thoughts and imagination, sometimes to the point of distraction.

Got dirty little lullabies playing on repeat
I have negative thought patterns and self-talk that are constantly repeating in my head, like a twisted lullaby.

Might as well just rot around the nursery and count sheep
I can feel stuck in my unhealthy behaviors and thought patterns, like a baby in a nursery who can't break out of their routine.