The Cliff
JPaulished Lyrics

I’m on the edge
The singer is in a precarious mental state

Of the cliff looking down
The singer is considering suicide

What if I jump?
The singer is questioning whether or not to go through with their suicidal thoughts

Would I hit the ground?
The artist is picturing the potential outcome of suicide

Drown?
The artist is considering other methods of suicide

Die while i’m en route?
The singer is acknowledging the potential risks of attempting suicide

Thinkin' 'bout a wife, kids now
The singer is considering the impact their suicide would have on loved ones

Shit i’ll probably miss out
The artist is realizing they will miss out on potential future experiences

But, what I‘m missing?
The artist is contemplating the point of life and what they would be missing out on

My whole whole life
The artist is reflecting on their life up until this point

I been sitting in my room every night
The singer has been isolating themselves and potentially dealing with depression

Alone
The artist is lonely

Tryna write a song
The singer is attempting to express their emotions through songwriting

I’m thinking they’ll probably like this one
The singer is hopeful that their music will resonate with others

Cause, god damn I like this one
The singer is proud of their musical creation

My, mind clouded 'til the lightning comes
The artist's mind is foggy until they have a creative breakthrough

Strike down like Tyson punch
The artist's creative breakthrough hits them powerfully

Suicide squeeze like a bunt
The singer's suicidal thoughts are pressing in on them like a baseball player attempting a squeeze play

Tight grip right 'round the gun
The singer is feeling a strong desire to use a gun to end their life

If I slip, my life is done
The artist is aware of the risks of attempting suicide

Can’t wait for my time to come
The artist is feeling hopeless and waiting for an end to their suffering

Tryna think what’ll I become?
The artist is questioning what their future holds

I heard suicide’s slightly fun
The singer may be justifying their suicidal thoughts with misconceptions about the experience

Down 10 pills all at once
The artist is considering taking a large amount of pills as a method of suicide

Don’t smoke, but I light the blunt
The singer is using marijuana to cope with their emotions

Rope chokes, now my eyes are shut
The singer is picturing themselves dying by hanging

Imagine that was really me?
The singer is picturing their own death and its impact on others

Cause I hate the fuckin' powers like i’m mini me
The artist has a negative view of authority figures

Hating all the hours that they giving me
The artist is unhappy with their current job or situation

Tryna blow my fucking job right to smithereens
The singer is considering self-sabotage

Cause I do the same shit every fricking week
The singer is feeling unfulfilled and stuck in a monotonous routine

People get it handed to em like it’s trick or treat
The artist is envious of others who seem to have easy and enjoyable lives

Gotta hand it to 'em
The artist begrudgingly acknowledges the good fortune of others

Cause there life is bitter sweet
The artist acknowledges that even those with seemingly good lives have their own struggles

Gotta me thinking, am I really free?
The singer is questioning their own sense of freedom and autonomy in life

Killing me
The artist's struggles are heavily weighing on them

Inside, I
The singer's torment is internal

Try, not to lose my mind
The singer is struggling to maintain their mental stability

But I, still find myself
The singer is continuing to struggle despite their efforts to cope

Struggling with life
The artist feels overwhelmed by the difficulties of life

Should find I some help?
The artist is considering seeking professional or emotional support

Or should I kick the chair?
The singer is considering suicide as an option

Leave behind the belt
The singer is considering hanging themselves as a method of suicide

Even millionaires
The artist notes that even those with wealth and privilege are not immune to struggles with mental health

Leave behind the wealth
The artist is acknowledging that money and material possessions cannot bring happiness or eliminate one's problems

There’s some feelings there
The artist is acknowledging that they have emotions related to their struggles

But I don’t like the route that we taking
The singer is critical of the direction society is headed

So i’m scared, my life’s vacant
The artist is feeling aimless and directionless, and this is causing them fear

Don’t even know if there’s a god or a satan
The singer is questioning their own beliefs and the existence of higher powers

When I die, will I see my friends again?
The singer is considering the afterlife and what it may hold

Did they make it?
The singer is questioning whether or not their loved ones have also passed away

Or will it fade to black?
The artist is questioning whether death is simply the end of consciousness

Nothing after that
The artist is questioning whether or not there is anything after death

Rough habitat, for us humans
The singer is acknowledging the challenges and difficulties of the human experience

Those the thoughts that consume us
The singer's thoughts are focused on their struggles and mortality

Wish I was a kid still, but I grew up
The artist longs for the simplicity of childhood

Figured out that the whole world's screwed up
The artist has become disillusioned with the world and its problems

Can I go back to when I was a pre-schooler?
The artist is longing for a simpler time in their life

First grade walking to school with dad
The singer is recalling a happy memory with their father

Didn’t understand how great of a life that I had
The artist did not appreciate the good things in their life when they were younger

Now I just sit back and think about that
The singer is reflecting on their past experiences

Think about the past
The singer is ruminating on past events

Glory days
The singer is recalling a time in their life when things were better

Only Twenty Two, But i’m feeling Forty Eight
The artist feels older than their actual age

Young man, old soul
The artist feels like they have experienced more than their years suggest

Don’t coordinate
The singer feels out of place or disconnected

I mean, i’m often gone
The singer is absent or distant from those around them

Rarely talk to mom
The artist has a strained relationship with their mother

I got a dream i’m tryna formulate
The artist has a goal or ambition they are working towards

I’m sorry…
The artist is apologetic, potentially for their thoughts and feelings

I think I’m losing my mind
The singer feels like they are going crazy

Slowly losing my soul
The artist's emotional struggles are chipping away at their identity

Like where can I run to?
The singer is feeling trapped and unsure of how to escape their problems

Like where do I go?
The singer is asking where they can find a sense of purpose or belonging

I’m feeling so trapped
The singer is feeling stuck and unable to escape their struggles

I don’t think imma make it
The artist is feeling hopeless and at risk of giving up

I lost all my hope
The artist is feeling hopeless and defeated

And like I can’t fucking take it
The singer is at their breaking point

I don’t think i’m coming home so soon
The singer is contemplating the possibility of their own death

I don’t think i’m home to you
The artist feels disconnected from loved ones and unsure if they will return home to them