Reflections
L. Afzelius Lyrics


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Deep reflection, I don't see no faces
Blank expressions and barren places
Primrose gardens and wasted phrases
Saints and Sinners, untied laces
Name on a bullet, last thing to cross my mind
Chasing silhouettes, to these bars, I'm confined
Trials and tribulations and still undermined
Truly beautiful, what the blade designed
I gave you food, why you looking at my plate?
The twenty eighth to me that's more then a date
Muttered those six words, felt her heart break
Took a break, now I awake and I trust no mistake
Pay attention, to every little detail
Fake on top, but the real gon' prevail
Trapped in this booth, but it feels like jail
I stepped on a scale, felt frail like a snail
She begged that question, don't let me down
I was a rebound, so I packed on the pounds
I renounce, when I pronounce, the love I found
On the grounds, of the town, when I was a compound
Worst thing I heard is that 'I didn't change'
I needed to rearrange, gears to interchange
Gave up my dream of chains and fame
Expanding my range, when I exchange
How the fuck, are these the golden years?
Every page I turn, I'm taken by my fears
Judged and snubbed by all my peers
Let my actions speak when a crowd cheers
Tryna find my place, playing musical chairs
Circle of life, but it's filled by squares
Paint my nails, explain, why do you care?
Occupying your mind, how I talk, what I wear
How the fuck, is an outfit an invitation?
Self entitled cunt, what's the motivation?
Spoke my mind, suffered isolation
Protest a protest?, lack of communication?
Just shut the fuck up, if you ain't tryna improve
Pipe the fuck down, what are you tryna prove?




Food for thought, do you approve?
of taking away rights and shootin' up schools?

Overall Meaning

"L. Afzelius's song 'Reflections' explores themes of introspection, societal judgment, and personal growth. The lyrics portray a sense of detachment and isolation, as the singer reflects on the world around them, noting the blank expressions and wasted phrases they encounter. The juxtaposition between primrose gardens and untied laces highlights the contrast between appearances and reality. The mention of a name on a bullet symbolizes the danger and violence that lurks in the singer's mind.


The lyrics also touch upon personal relationships and the pain of heartbreak. The singer questions why their kindness is met with judgment, highlighting their struggle to understand the expectations placed upon them. The line about being a rebound and gaining weight suggests that they have experienced the aftermath of a tumultuous romantic relationship. As the song progresses, the lyrics express a sense of resilience and determination to overcome the challenges faced. The mention of being judged and snubbed by peers resonates with the theme of societal pressure and the difficulty of finding one's place.


Overall, 'Reflections' delves into the internal and external conflicts faced by the singer, as they navigate personal growth and societal expectations."


Line by Line Meaning

Deep reflection, I don't see no faces
Engaging in profound contemplation, I am unable to discern any true emotions or genuine expressions from those around me.


Blank expressions and barren places
People displaying empty stares and desolate surroundings that lack vitality or meaning.


Primrose gardens and wasted phrases
The façade of beauty and artificiality that exists in relationships, alongside meaningless words and empty promises.


Saints and Sinners, untied laces
Individuals who are considered virtuous or sinful, both dealing with unresolved issues and loose ends in their lives.


Name on a bullet, last thing to cross my mind
The thought of being a target, with one's identity marked on a bullet, becoming the final concern or worry in one's thoughts.


Chasing silhouettes, to these bars, I'm confined
Endlessly pursuing vague and elusive figures, while feeling trapped within the confines of a metaphorical prison or restrictive environment.


Trials and tribulations and still undermined
Facing numerous challenges and hardships, yet continuously underestimated or undervalued by others.


Truly beautiful, what the blade designed
Recognizing a certain aesthetic or allure in the craftsmanship and design of a sharp object, often associated with a sense of danger or self-harm.


I gave you food, why you looking at my plate?
While sharing my resources and providing sustenance, why are you enviously observing what I possess or the benefits I enjoy?


The twenty-eighth to me that's more than a date
The significance of the twenty-eighth day holds personal meaning or sentiment beyond its numerical value.


Muttered those six words, felt her heart break
Uttering a concise phrase of only six words, witnessing the shattering of someone's heart and emotional pain in response.


Took a break, now I awake and I trust no mistake
Retreating from a situation temporarily, I have now reemerged with a heightened sense of vigilance and refusal to make any errors in judgment.


Pay attention, to every little detail
Be attentive and observant, meticulously noting and considering even the smallest aspects or nuances.


Fake on top, but the real gon' prevail
Despite the prevalence of disingenuousness or falseness, genuine authenticity will ultimately triumph or prevail.


Trapped in this booth, but it feels like jail
Feeling confined within a physical space, such as a recording booth, which engenders a sensation akin to imprisonment or captivity.


I stepped on a scale, felt frail like a snail
Weighing oneself, experiencing a profound sense of fragility and vulnerability, akin to a slow-moving snail.


She begged that question, don't let me down
Pleading for an answer to an important inquiry, expressing a fear or concern of being disappointed by the response.


I was a rebound, so I packed on the pounds
Being a rebound in a romantic relationship, subsequently resorting to emotional eating and gaining weight as a coping mechanism.


I renounce, when I pronounce, the love I found
Rejecting or disavowing the love that was discovered when expressing it verbally.


On the grounds, of the town, when I was a compound
During the time spent within the community, reminiscing about the past when I felt like a complete and complex individual.


Worst thing I heard is that 'I didn't change'
Receiving the most hurtful statement that implies no personal growth or transformation has occurred.


I needed to rearrange, gears to interchange
Recognizing the necessity to rearrange one's life, shifting gears and exchanging old patterns or habits for new ones.


Gave up my dream of chains and fame
Abandoning the pursuit of material wealth and societal recognition for a more meaningful and fulfilling personal dream.


Expanding my range, when I exchange
Broadening my abilities or scope, taking advantage of opportunities for growth and development through new experiences or interactions.


How the fuck, are these the golden years?
Expressing frustration and disbelief at the notion that the present time, supposedly characterized as the peak of life's enjoyment, could be so disappointing or unfulfilling.


Every page I turn, I'm taken by my fears
With each turned page, encountering an overwhelming sense of apprehension and anxiety.


Judged and snubbed by all my peers
Subjected to criticism and rejection by those in one's own social group or community.


Let my actions speak when a crowd cheers
Instead of relying on words, allowing my actions to communicate and make an impact when a crowd applauds or shows approval.


Tryna find my place, playing musical chairs
Attempting to discover one's role or position amidst constant change and uncertainty, akin to playing a game of musical chairs.


Circle of life, but it's filled by squares
The cyclical nature of existence, though it becomes populated by individuals who are conventional, conformist, or lacking originality.


Paint my nails, explain, why do you care?
Engaging in a seemingly trivial and personal act, questioning why it garners any interest or concern from others.


Occupying your mind, how I talk, what I wear
Captivating your thoughts or preoccupying your attention, whether it be through the way I speak or the clothing I choose to adorn myself with.


How the fuck, is an outfit an invitation?
Expressing disbelief and frustration at the notion that one's chosen attire can be interpreted as an invitation or justification for certain actions or behavior.


Self-entitled cunt, what's the motivation?
Addressing someone who displays a sense of entitlement and narcissism, questioning their underlying motivation for such behavior.


Spoke my mind, suffered isolation
Expressing my thoughts honestly and openly, facing the consequence of being isolated or alienated from others as a result.


Protest a protest?, lack of communication?
Questioning the purpose or effectiveness of protesting against another protest, highlighting a failure in communication or understanding.


Just shut the fuck up, if you ain't tryna improve
Advocating for silence and cessation of criticism if one lacks a genuine intention to bring about positive change or improvement.


Pipe the fuck down, what are you tryna prove?
Rebuking someone for their excessive and unnecessary noise or arrogance, questioning their motive for attempting to establish superiority.


Food for thought, do you approve?
Presenting a thought-provoking idea or concept, inquiring whether it meets the approval or acceptance of the listener.


of taking away rights and shootin' up schools?
Referring to the alarming prevalent issue of infringing upon individual rights and committing violent acts within educational institutions.




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Written by: Joshua Furlong

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