High Price Of Mistakes
Hungry Lucy Lyrics


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On the edge, I wait
Hands held tightly together
Waiting for the name
I wallow in my shame
I played a dangerous game

Hold it all inside, they said
Don't you speak of this disgrace
(till you're six feet underground)
People whisper silently
I can't even show my face
(can you turn your life around)

Don't think positive
I'll only crush myself
We just have to learn
In our mistakes we cause concern
But in the end it's only me who'll burn

What will you do, they scream at me
Turning nights to endless days
(is there shelter from your fear)
My decisions have no weight
I can only run away
(it's your voice you have to hear)

Hold it all inside, they said
Don't you speak of this disgrace
(till you're six feet underground)
Whispers turn so deafening
I can't live with my own face
(can you turn your life around)
What will you do they scream at me
Leaving my wound so exposed
(is there shelter from your fear)
Twisted words and loving arms




No one else will ever know
(it's your voice you have to hear)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "High Price Of Mistakes" by Hungry Lucy speak about the pressure and consequences that come with making mistakes. The singer is on edge, waiting to be called out for the dangerous game they played. They feel shame and are told to hold it all inside, not to speak of their disgrace until they're six feet underground. The people around them whisper and the singer can't show their face. They feel like they're burning and are afraid they'll only crush themselves if they think positively.


The people around the singer scream at them, asking what they will do to turn their life around. The singer's decisions have no weight and they feel like they can only run away. The whispers around them turn deafening and they can no longer live with their own face. They're left with their wounds exposed and twisted words and loving arms that no one else will ever know.


Line by Line Meaning

On the edge, I wait
I am in a state of anxious anticipation.


Hands held tightly together
I am clutching at myself for comfort.


Waiting for the name
I am waiting for the final verdict of my actions.


I wallow in my shame
I am steeped in my own self-pity and guilt.


I played a dangerous game
I took risks that have resulted in negative consequences.


Hold it all inside, they said
They advised me to keep my feelings and mistakes hidden.


Don't you speak of this disgrace
I was instructed not to acknowledge or talk about my mistakes.


(till you're six feet underground)
The expectation is to keep this a secret indefinitely, even in death.


People whisper silently
Others discuss my mistakes behind my back.


I can't even show my face
I feel incapable of facing consequences and admitting fault.


(can you turn your life around)
Is there a way to recover and start anew?


Don't think positive
I feel too negative and self-critical to have optimistic thoughts.


I'll only crush myself
Positivity feels unattainable and even damaging.


We just have to learn
Mistakes are opportunities for growth.


In our mistakes we cause concern
Our errors affect others and cause worry or distress.


But in the end it's only me who'll burn
Ultimately, the consequences of my actions will only affect me.


What will you do, they scream at me
Others are shouting at me for my actions.


Turning nights to endless days
I am unable to find solace or rest from my worries.


(is there shelter from your fear)
Is there any way to escape from the anxiety and distress caused by my mistakes?


My decisions have no weight
I feel powerless and ineffectual in my own life.


I can only run away
I feel unable or unwilling to confront my issues directly.


Whispers turn so deafening
The conversations about my mistakes feel suffocating and intense.


I can't live with my own face
I am ashamed and disgusted with myself.


(can you turn your life around)
Is it possible to make positive changes and redeem oneself?


What will you do they scream at me
Others are demanding answers from me.


Leaving my wound so exposed
My vulnerability and flaws are being pointed out and scrutinized.


(is there shelter from your fear)
Is there any way to escape from the anxiety and distress caused by my mistakes?


Twisted words and loving arms
Others are simultaneously supportive and critical of me.


No one else will ever know
Others cannot fully understand the depth of my struggles.


(it's your voice you have to hear)
Ultimately, I am responsible for my own thoughts and actions.




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