Days bunch up in weeks, collaborate months against me.
The sheets are stained with evidence that our remains are now, drifting away.

I share with complete strangers my most personal of pleasures.
I scribble tidbits of useless mind info trash, treasure.
Spend hours, at my leisure, like sharpened precise tweezers.

Shifting through in the frame by frame
I walk the same path
I'll say the same lines
I do this every time
Do this every time

Dodging armpit stench aromatic
Wrapped up in my own self-induced stress panic
I think I am the only one in this shifting through

They'll collaborate in months against me.

Overall Meaning

The song "Frame By Frame" by The Honorary Title captures the emotional turmoil of a person who is struggling to cope with the passage of time and the fading memories of a past relationship. The opening lines of the song convey a sense of helplessness and despair as the singer feels that time is conspiring against him, relentlessly pushing him towards a future that he is not ready to face. The image of sheets stained with evidence of the past serves as a metaphor for the emotional baggage that the singer is carrying, a weight that he cannot seem to shake off.

The following lines reveal a contrast between the singer's outer appearance of normality and the inner turmoil that he is experiencing. He admits to sharing intimate details of his life with complete strangers and filling his mind with "useless mind info trash, treasure". These lines suggest that the singer is trying to distract himself from his pain by engaging in mundane activities and meaningless conversations. The phrase "sharpened precise tweezers" can be interpreted as a reference to the meticulous attention that the singer pays to the trivial details of his life, as he tries to keep his mind occupied and avoid facing his true emotions.

The chorus of the song features a repetition of the lines "shifting through in the frame by frame, I walk the same path, I'll say the same lines, I do this every time". These lines underscore the singer's sense of stagnation and the feeling that he is trapped in a never-ending cycle of repetitive behavior. The lines "dodging armpit stench aromatic, wrapped up in my own self-induced stress panic" convey a feeling of discomfort and anxiety, as the singer tries to navigate his way through a world that seems to be closing in on him.

Line by Line Meaning

Days bunch up in weeks, collaborate months against me.
Time seems to fly by as days turn into weeks and months pile on, working against me.

The sheets are stained with evidence that our remains are now, drifting away.
The remnants of our past are fading as time goes on.

I share with complete strangers my most personal of pleasures.
I divulge my innermost desires to people I don't even know.

I scribble tidbits of useless mind info trash, treasure.
I write down random thoughts and ideas, some valuable and others not.

Spend hours, at my leisure, like sharpened precise tweezers.
I spend a lot of time perfecting every detail of my life, like using tweezers to get rid of imperfections.

Shifting through in the frame by frame
I'm analyzing every detail, one by one.

I walk the same path
I'm stuck in the same routine and not branching out.

I'll say the same lines
I repeat the same things over and over again without change.

I do this every time
This pattern repeats itself without progress.

Dodging armpit stench aromatic
I'm trying to avoid unpleasant situations and people.

Wrapped up in my own self-induced stress panic
I'm stressing myself out with my own negative thoughts and worries.

I think I am the only one in this shifting through
I feel like I'm the only one going through this struggle of analyzing every detail of life.

Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JARROD GORBEL

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