Sleepless
Flume [feat. Jezzabell Doran] Lyrics


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My rhymes so unspeakable
My dreams so unreachable
Give it a purpose, cause life itself isn't meaningful
Now that's the truth, I'm speaking for the youth
That's aiming for the top but falling from the roof
Here we, here we go again, with my paper and my pen
Summer 2012 its the year of the end, or is it?
Exquisite lyrics, you hear it or do you fear it
Jammin' in my car, smelling like teen spirit
I see a star falling form the sky, should I catch it
I wanna die in my car, should I wreck it

This drug makes you hooked once, should I test it
Yes no maybe so, now its time for me to grow
Outside of my flow, Do I ever get to know
what my real passion is, why am I so imaginative
Adverb, pronoun, noun, verb, adjective
Mouth running, talking shit, cool it with the laxatives
But its time, to recognize Armageddon's signs
Start lootin' stores, kill whoever, I don't mind
If you see me, don't bro me if you don't know me
That goes to you, you, you and all my homeys

Cause nobody knows me, and nobody told me
How to write poetry, this fucking world owes me
Everything I've ever wanted, fuck you and fuck your life
Fuck you everyday, fuck you every night
Look at all the fucks I give I should start a charity
Bitches thinking they in love, bitches starting to scare me
Only love is family, and my lost dog charlie
If you've seen a white English bull dog call me
All I want out of this world is a changed world
All I want is a metaphysical dream girl

To smoke DMT and weed starting at the universe
Trying to figure out how, nothingness is giving birth
To all of reality, if space had gravity
Would we fall forever or will hit the ground
I wanna step outside the Universe and see whats all around
Cause I don't believe in anything, not even myself
Only way to wake up from the dream is through death
But I keep my sanity, or whatevers left




Cause I gotta keep striving, opposite of thriving
Gotta stay alive and, always keep trying

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of the song, "My rhymes so unspeakable, my dreams so unreachable, give it a purpose, cause life itself isn't meaningful," highlight a sense of aimlessness and disillusionment. The singer expresses a desire for purpose and meaning but is struggling to find it. He acknowledges the difficulty of achieving something great, "that's aiming for the top but falling from the roof," and seems to question the point of it all.


Throughout the song, there is a sense of fear and uncertainty. The reference to Armageddon, "start lootin' stores, kill whoever, I don't mind," suggests a lack of trust in society and a fear of the future. The singer feels lost and disconnected from the world around him, "nobody knows me, and nobody told me how to write poetry, this fucking world owes me everything I've ever wanted."


The final verse of the song delves into philosophical musings, with a desire to understand the universe and the nature of existence. The use of drugs, "smoke DMT and weed," is a way to escape reality and explore the depths of the mind. The singer is searching for answers and a deeper understanding of the world.


Overall, Sleepless captures a feeling of disconnection and a search for meaning. It speaks to a generation that feels lost in a rapidly changing world and offers glimpses of hope through self-exploration and connection to others.


Line by Line Meaning

My rhymes so unspeakable
My lyrics are so profound and original that it's hard to put them into words


My dreams so unreachable
My aspirations are so lofty and unattainable


Give it a purpose, cause life itself isn't meaningful
I'm searching for meaning and direction in my life, since existence itself seems empty


Now that's the truth, I'm speaking for the youth
I'm expressing the harsh reality that many young people face


That's aiming for the top but falling from the roof
Despite striving for success, many of us end up failing catastrophically


Here we, here we go again, with my paper and my pen
I'm starting yet another creative endeavor, armed with only my writing instruments


Summer 2012 its the year of the end, or is it?
I'm pondering whether the coming summer will mark the apocalypse, or if such predictions are baseless


Exquisite lyrics, you hear it or do you fear it
I'm asking if the audience is intimidated or impressed by my eloquent rhymes


Jammin' in my car, smelling like teen spirit
I'm cruising around, listening to music and feeling nostalgic


I see a star falling form the sky, should I catch it
I'm observing a meteor and considering if I should try to retrieve it


I wanna die in my car, should I wreck it
I'm having self-destructive thoughts and wondering if I should crash my vehicle


This drug makes you hooked once, should I test it
I'm considering experimenting with a substance, despite the danger of addiction


Yes no maybe so, now its time for me to grow
I'm uncertain about my decision, but feel it's necessary to mature


Outside of my flow, Do I ever get to know
I'm questioning if I'll ever discover a new approach or perspective


what my real passion is, why am I so imaginative
I'm unsure what truly motivates me or why I possess such creativity


Adverb, pronoun, noun, verb, adjective
I'm listing off the components of language and the creative possibilities of each


Mouth running, talking shit, cool it with the laxatives
I'm admonishing myself to avoid speaking impulsively or thoughtlessly


But its time, to recognize Armageddon's signs
I believe it's time to acknowledge the signs of an impending apocalypse


Start lootin' stores, kill whoever, I don't mind
I'm advocating violent and destructive behavior in the face of the apocalypse


If you see me, don't bro me if you don't know me
I'm warning strangers not to try to act friendly with me if we haven't met before


That goes to you, you, you and all my homeys
I'm addressing this warning to both strangers and my close friends alike


Cause nobody knows me, and nobody told me
I feel like nobody truly understands or recognizes me, and I've had to learn everything on my own


How to write poetry, this fucking world owes me
I'm frustrated that I've had to teach myself to be an artist, and feel like the world should owe me something for my effort


Everything I've ever wanted, fuck you and fuck your life
I'm lashing out at society and individuals who I feel have disappointed me or held me back


Fuck you everyday, fuck you every night
I'm consumed by a sense of nihilism and hostility towards the world at large


Look at all the fucks I give I should start a charity
I'm sarcastically remarking on how little I care about anything, even issues or causes that others may deem important


Bitches thinking they in love, bitches starting to scare me
I'm expressing my mistrust and fear of romantic relationships and the potential for emotional turmoil


Only love is family, and my lost dog charlie
I believe that the only true love and loyalty is found within one's family, and I also mourn the loss of my pet


If you've seen a white English bull dog call me
I'm asking for help in locating my lost pet, showing that I still care and have a compassionate side


All I want out of this world is a changed world
I'm expressing my ambition to leave the world a better place than how I found it


All I want is a metaphysical dream girl
I'm searching for a partner who can match my intellectual and spiritual depth


To smoke DMT and weed starting at the universe
I'm looking for altered states of consciousness in order to contemplate the mysteries of the universe


Trying to figure out how, nothingness is giving birth
I'm contemplating the paradoxical concept of creation from non-existence


To all of reality, if space had gravity
I'm contemplating how the laws of physics would be affected if a fundamental principle such as gravity differed from our current understanding


Would we fall forever or will hit the ground
I'm speculating on the consequences of altering this fundamental property of the universe


I wanna step outside the Universe and see whats all around
I'm imagining transcending the limits of human perception and experiencing the unknown


Cause I don't believe in anything, not even myself
I'm grappling with a crisis of faith and struggling to find meaning or value in anything


Only way to wake up from the dream is through death
I feel like the only escape from life's existential challenges is death


But I keep my sanity, or whatevers left
Despite these intense emotions, I'm trying to maintain my composure and mental well-being


Cause I gotta keep striving, opposite of thriving
I'm committed to pushing forward and improving, even when it's difficult or futile


Gotta stay alive and, always keep trying
I'm refusing to give up or give in, and choosing to persist and work towards my goals




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: GEORGE WILLIAM LEWIS, HENRY STRETEN

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@dijonmustard9520

Is anybody listening in 2024?

@maxmorales1658

Me

@lukeautosymbol2668

here

@imaniimani1094

Of courseee 🥴

@Maxwellbrutalio34

This song is amazing you don’t think years later id continuing listening to 2012?

@ryanconroy2916

Hell yea

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@21donuts

i wish i could listen to this again for the first time

@benjaminfelipepazvejar6723

+aura1267 i did it, 1 year without listening to it and then was awesome

@fluffiels2792

+Benjamin Felipe Paz Véjar I don't think I can spend a day without listening to this, and you're talking about a year.

@21donuts

lmao im gonna do that. thanks for the idea

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