Private Little Hell
Dawn Landes Lyrics


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You're driving down the road
When something had to blow
The car is filled with smoke
It calls on you to grow

But it makes you want to throw up
To have to feel this bad
Now you know what you want
You want what you had

Make it break in
Make it break in...

But you can't have that
You can't go back...

Now all the things were sold
The ones that made you feel safe
And the people that you told all moved away

Now you've got something to say
But no one there to tell
So you write it all down
In your little private hell
Your private little hell
Your private little hell

But you wanna be well
Make it break in
Make it break in...
But you wanna be well...
Find someone to tell




Make it break in
Make it break in...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Dawn Landes's song "Private Little Hell" describe the feeling of being stuck in a rut and longing for a return to a sense of safety and security. The detachment from what was once a comforting routine is highlighted through the metaphor of a car breaking down on the road, leaving the driver feeling helpless and trapped. This situation causes emotional distress, making the singer feel nauseous and desperate for a solution that will bring them back to their former state. However, the reality of the present makes it clear that there is no going back to the past.


Line by Line Meaning

You're driving down the road
You are traveling along the road


When something had to blow
When suddenly something exploded


The car is filled with smoke
Smoke has filled the car


It calls on you to grow
It is urging you to improve and develop


But it makes you want to throw up
But it causes you to feel so sick that you want to vomit


To have to feel this bad
To have such a terrible experience


Now you know what you want
Now you have realized what you desire


You want what you had
You yearn for what you previously possessed


Make it break in
Cause it to come apart


Make it break in...
Force it to fall apart


But you can't have that
But it's unattainable


You can't go back...
You cannot return


Now all the things were sold
Now everything you owned has been sold


The ones that made you feel safe
The ones that provided you with a feeling of security


And the people that you told all moved away
And the people you confided in have all left


Now you've got something to say
Now you have something to communicate


But no one there to tell
But there's no one around to talk to


So you write it all down
So you transfer all your thoughts to paper


In your little private hell
In your isolated and distressing world


Your private little hell
Your personal place of suffering


But you wanna be well
But you desire to be healthy and happy


Find someone to tell
Locate an individual to confide in


Make it break in
Make it come apart


Make it break in...
Cause it to disintegrate




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