Confessions
Coral Lyrics


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On this here street where I do sit
Lives a man we can't forgive
His felony was jealousy
An impossible personality
And if you think it's you then let me know
He wasn't rich, he wasn't poor
Though how he longed for so much more
At night he dreamed of buccaneers
Pirate ships and privateers
And if you think it's you then let me know
His window was his favourite seat
For watching history repeat
Was he cursed or was he blessed
In the end well he confessed
And if you think it's you then let me know
This is what he said...
The warning signs
Are on my wall
There's no feelin' anymore
Has it always been like this?
Signed and sealed without a kiss
Well I know it's there
It's just something that I missed
And through the tears of madness
Souvenirs of sadness
Is all he sees, all he sees
So how do I begin to end this tale?
Of a time when all was well
And he'd laze on summer days
Down by the lake
Where the seagulls play
What a way
To waste his days
Who is to blame?
Have I been framed
Who is to blame




Have I been framed
For the death of these days?

Overall Meaning

In Coral's song Confessions, the storyteller describes a man who lives on the same street as the singer but is utterly unforgivable. He was consumed by jealousy, an impossible personality, and longed for more than he already possessed. He dreamed of being a pirate and watching history repeat itself by sitting in his window. Although he wasn't rich, it didn't stop him from desiring more than he had. The man ultimately confesses that the warning signs are all around him, indicating that he has lost touch with his emotions, and he ponders whether that has always been the case. He realizes that something he missed is preventing him from feeling anything.


The singer then goes on to describe the man's surroundings and environment. He wasted his days lounging by the lake where the seagulls played. The singer then concludes by asking who is to blame and whether the man has been unfairly framed for the death of those days.


Line by Line Meaning

On this here street where I do sit
The singer sits on a specific street


Lives a man we can't forgive
There is an unforgivable man who lives on that street


His felony was jealousy
The man committed a crime due to his jealousy


An impossible personality
The man had an impossible personality


And if you think it's you then let me know
The artist is addressing the person who might think they are being referred to


He wasn't rich, he wasn't poor
The man wasn't rich or poor


Though how he longed for so much more
However, he had a strong desire for more


At night he dreamed of buccaneers
The man dreamt of pirates and privateers


Pirate ships and privateers
He dreamed of pirate ships and privateers


And if you think it's you then let me know
The artist is addressing the person who might think they are being referred to


His window was his favourite seat
The man's favorite seat was his window


For watching history repeat
He liked to watch history repeat itself


Was he cursed or was he blessed
The man might have been cursed or blessed, no one knows for sure


In the end well he confessed
In the end, he admitted something important


And if you think it's you then let me know
The singer is addressing the person who might think they are being referred to


This is what he said...
The following is what the man said


The warning signs
There were warning signs


Are on my wall
The warning signs are on his wall


There's no feelin' anymore
He doesn't feel anything anymore


Has it always been like this?
He wonders if it has always been like this


Signed and sealed without a kiss
Something was finalized without the tenderness of a kiss


Well I know it's there
He knows something is there


It's just something that I missed
He missed something important


And through the tears of madness
He cries tears of madness


Souvenirs of sadness
He only sees souvenirs of sadness


Is all he sees, all he sees
All he can see is the pain and sadness


So how do I begin to end this tale?
He wonders how to conclude his story


Of a time when all was well
He is talking about a time when everything was good


And he'd laze on summer days
During those days, he was lazy


Down by the lake
He spent his time by the lake


Where the seagulls play
He often witnessed seagulls playing


What a way
This is how he used to spend his days


To waste his days
Many people might see it as a waste of time


Who is to blame?
The man wonders who is responsible for something


Have I been framed
He thinks he might have been framed for something


Who is to blame
The man repeats his question


Have I been framed
He wonders once again if he was framed for something


For the death of these days?
He wonders if he was the cause of the end of those days




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: JAMES SKELLY

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Comments from YouTube:

@alexwalker9737

Boy do I really like long form, story driven RPs like this. Wish there were more out there

@donutonahole

I saw pirates and the word "college", then I became very confused lol. Great content as always, Shezu! ❤

@johnnyoverheaven2045

Amazing, I heard LARP and thought “ok role play mermaid got it” and the boom she’s an actual mermaid, great job on this one

@brandoncozart3183

Made me want to listen to pirate shanties

@lunerwolf6588

You have an amazing singing voice

@rudyflorestheswitchblade4462

I love watching a full series like a movie.

@spcralph

Inquiring minds would like to know: Since we did, in fact, get A mermaid off the ship, do we get $25 off our next booking?
Jokes aside, this is a wonderful audio. Top notch writing and performance, and the singing is excellent.

@Lawdamersay808

God this was such a blast to listen to, had me vibin and smiling at work, thank you Shezu for another banger audio! 🤩🥰

@d4peters86

12:08 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea reference?

@MrSHADOWANGEL999

A pirates life for me

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