Visions
Blake Cateris Lyrics
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Jumping in front of the 6:09 train
I've had visions of
Punching a friend I made that very day
I've had visions of
Kissing a man that flinches at the word gay
And I know I'm not the only one
That thinks these things but I can't explainOh this rehearsal room gets me down
The same four walls, the same old town
It's not my band or the cards in my hand
Week in and week out
I don't feel zen, I just feel blue
A bitter pill that I chew
Week in and week out
Week in and week out
If I could only spot the tell tale signs
Of shameful hearts and sordid minds
With guile they hide in plain sight
True to form and heinous style
Their silver tongues and wicked smiles
Breach my walls and eat me alive
Oh this rehearsal room gets me down
The same four walls, the same old town
Week in and week out
Week in and week out
I don't feel zen, I just feel blue
A bitter pill that I chew
Week in and week out
Week in and week out
Week in and week out
Week in and week, out
In the song "Visions" by Blake Cateris, the lyrics depict the inner turmoil and struggles of the singer. The first stanza reveals dark and disturbing thoughts that the singer has experienced, such as envisioning jumping in front of a train, hurting a friend, and feeling conflicted about their own feelings and identity. These visions speak to the internal struggles and conflicts that the singer grapples with on a daily basis, highlighting the deep emotional pain and confusion they are experiencing.
The repetition of the line "I've had visions of" throughout the song emphasizes the recurring nature of these troubling thoughts, hinting at a constant battle within the singer's mind. The mention of kissing a man who is uncomfortable with his own sexuality suggests a theme of internalized homophobia or societal pressures that contribute to the singer's feelings of alienation and self-doubt. The chorus reinforces the idea that the singer feels trapped in a cycle of negative emotions and experiences, unable to find peace or solace in their surroundings.
The reference to the rehearsal room and the mundane routine of the singer's life further adds to the sense of monotony and dissatisfaction that pervades the lyrics. The repetition of the phrase "week in and week out" serves as a reminder of the unchanging nature of the singer's struggles and the feeling of being stuck in a seemingly endless cycle of despair. The bitterness and heaviness of the emotions portrayed in the song paint a vivid picture of the singer's internal pain and the weight they carry as they navigate their daily life.
The final verses touch upon themes of betrayal and deception, as the singer grapples with trying to decipher the true intentions of those around them. The imagery of "shameful hearts and sordid minds" and "silver tongues and wicked smiles" suggests a sense of betrayal and disillusionment, as the singer navigates through a world full of deceit and hidden motivations. The song culminates in a sense of resignation and acceptance of the singer's struggles, as they continue to endure the same challenges week after week, feeling overwhelmed and consumed by their inner turmoil.
Line by Line Meaning
I've had visions of Jumping in front of the 6:09 train
I have imagined extreme scenarios of self-harm and desperation, feeling overwhelmed by negative thoughts
I've had visions of Punching a friend I made that very day
I have contemplated reacting violently towards someone close to me, struggling with anger and impulse control
I've had visions of Kissing a man that flinches at the word gay
I have thought about affection towards someone who may not feel comfortable with their own identity, grappling with complex emotions
And I know I'm not the only one That thinks these things but I can't explain
I am aware that others may also experience similar thoughts and feelings, yet find it challenging to articulate or express them
Oh this rehearsal room gets me down The same four walls, the same old town
Feeling trapped in a routine or familiar environment, struggling to find inspiration or change
It's not my band or the cards in my hand Week in and week out
The monotony and frustrations of daily life are wearing me down, regardless of external circumstances
I don't feel zen, I just feel blue A bitter pill that I chew Week in and week out
Instead of finding peace or contentment, I am constantly battling feelings of sadness and disillusionment, enduring a bitter reality
If I could only spot the tell tale signs Of shameful hearts and sordid minds
Struggling to recognize deceit or deception in others, wishing for clarity amidst hidden intentions
With guile they hide in plain sight True to form and heinous style
Deceptive individuals manipulate their appearance and actions, remaining deceitful and harmful
Their silver tongues and wicked smiles Breach my walls and eat me alive
Smooth talkers and false friends break through my defenses, causing emotional turmoil and distress
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Written by: Blake Cateris
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