Stand/Stagger
Make Do and Mend Lyrics


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There must be perfect words
For feeling alone around the people that love you.
They hide their concern,
And keep their mouths shut while they watch you come unglued.
"You are their oldest son!
They raised you better to be healthy and strong! "
I haven't felt that way in so long.
But I'd be fine if I could just shake this feeling
That all I am is spinning out of control.

And it's slowly becoming clear
That your friends and your family can't bear
To tell you that they've been watching as you get worse all these years.
And it's still there, the rising fear
That your dependence is more than your share,
And you're one step closer to nowhere near.

But I'd be fine if I could just shake this feeling
That all I am is spinning out of control.
Tonight it's hard not to feel like a failure
When I count the scars on my fingers and know
There's nowhere else to go.

I'm finding out that all this means
Is I'm falling apart at the seams,
I'm finding out that all this means
Is I'm falling apart, I'm falling apart at the seams,
Seams, seams, seams

But I'm coming clean.
And there's not much room to breathe
Between my inconsistencies
And the constant reminder
That I've always been this weak.

But I'd be fine if I could just shake this feeling
That all I am is spinning out of control.
Tonight it's hard not to feel like a failure




When I count the scars on my fingers and know
There's nowhere else to go.

Overall Meaning

The song "Stand/Stagger" by Make Do and Mend explores the experience of feeling alone even when surrounded by people who love and care for you. The lyrics touch upon the struggle of dealing with personal issues that others may not understand or may choose not to acknowledge. The lead singer expresses a sense of vulnerability as he sings about feeling like he is falling apart, and the rising fear that his dependence is more than his fair share. He also touches upon his struggle to come to terms with his weaknesses, and how he wishes to shake off the feeling of being out of control.


The lines, "There must be perfect words for feeling alone around the people that love you. They hide their concern, and keep their mouths shut while they watch you come unglued," truly capture the essence of the song. This line touches on how people around us may not always understand our struggles, and how we are left to deal with them alone. The constant images of spinning out of control and falling apart at the seams highlight the feelings of vulnerability, hopelessness, and despair that the singer is experiencing.


In a world where social media often portrays perfectly curated and filtered images of life, this song is a refreshing take on the realities of mental health struggles, highlighting the importance of acknowledging them and supporting each other through them. Overall, the song's poignant lyrics and raw honesty make it a relatable and powerful piece of music.


Line by Line Meaning

There must be perfect words
There must be an ideal way to describe what it feels like to be lonely even when surrounded by people who love you.


For feeling alone around the people that love you.
For feeling isolated while amongst people who should provide comfort and support.


They hide their concern,
They conceal their worry,


And keep their mouths shut while they watch you come unglued.
And remain silent as they witness you slowly losing control.


"You are their oldest son!
"You were raised by these people and you are their firstborn,


They raised you better to be healthy and strong! "
They raised you to be healthy and capable of handling challenges."


I haven't felt that way in so long.
I have not felt like that for a prolonged period.


And it's slowly becoming clear
It is gradually becoming obvious


That your friends and your family can't bear
That the people closest to you cannot handle


To tell you that they've been watching as you get worse all these years.
To inform you that they have witnessed your decline for an extended period.


And it's still there, the rising fear
The growing concern is still present


That your dependence is more than your share,
That you rely on others more than you should,


And you're one step closer to nowhere near.
And you are close to being in a dire situation with no foreseeable solutions.


But I'd be fine if I could just shake this feeling
However, I would feel alright if only I could shake off this sensation


That all I am is spinning out of control.
That I am losing hold of myself completely.


Tonight it's hard not to feel like a failure
Tonight, it is challenging not to perceive myself as a letdown


When I count the scars on my fingers and know
As I count the wounds on my fingers and realize


There's nowhere else to go.
That there are no other options available.


I'm finding out that all this means
I am realizing that this situation signifies


Is I'm falling apart at the seams,
That I am coming apart at the seams,


I'm finding out that all this means
I am realizing that this situation signifies


Is I'm falling apart, I'm falling apart at the seams,
That I am coming apart at the seams and becoming more and more unstable.


Seams, seams, seams
The word seams is repeated for emphasis


But I'm coming clean.
But I am confessing.


And there's not much room to breathe
And there is not much space available.


Between my inconsistencies
In the space between my contradictory beliefs


And the constant reminder
And the continuous memory


That I've always been this weak.
That I have constantly been unable to endure.


But I'd be fine if I could just shake this feeling
However, I would feel better if only I could rid myself of this sensation


That all I am is spinning out of control.
That I am going completely out of control.


Tonight it's hard not to feel like a failure
Tonight, it is difficult to keep from feeling like a failure


When I count the scars on my fingers and know
When I tally the cuts on my fingers and recognize


There's nowhere else to go.
That there are no other options available.




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Matt Oxford

Why is this album not on Spotify!?!?!?!?

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