EVOL
Mallory Merk Lyrics
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Thinking sheโฒs the one that it's made for
A playlist that she keeps in her headphones while sheโฒs running through the park
He got a six-string
Stringing her along while she's singing
All the same songs that he's sending to any girl that plays the part
Ooh, just a bunch of lonely people
I donโฒt really want to write another love song
Just to get played by the ones who only get played on
Whatโฒs the point of trying?
I'm a victim of the times
I donโฒt really want to write another love song
If I don't feel it at all
Sections
Separating whoโฒs important
Worshipping a rope of velvet while they're dancing in the dark
Dressed in
Anything to look expensive
To hide the fact that youโฒre as empty as the bottles at the bar
Ooh, just a bunch of lonely people
Ooh, tryna find someone to live for
I don't really want to write another love song
Just to get played by the ones who only get played on
What's the point of trying?
Maybe Iโฒm just a victim of the times
I donโฒt really want to write another love song
If I don't feel it, if I donโฒt feel it at all
(If I don't feel it) If I donโฒt feel it at all
(If I don't feel it at all)
Whatโฒs the point of trying?
Just a victim of the times
No, I don't really want to write another love song
The lyrics of "evol" by Mallory Merk delve into the themes of loneliness, deception, and the emptiness that can be found in modern relationships. The song starts by describing a person who believes they have found someone special, someone they believe is made for them. This person keeps a playlist on their headphones while running through the park, hoping for a connection. However, their partner plays the six-string, metaphorically stringing them along with false promises and insincerity. They send the same songs and say the same things to every person who falls for their act.
The chorus reflects the frustration and disillusionment of the singer. They express their reluctance to write another love song, knowing that it will only be played by those who are only interested in playing games. The singer questions the purpose of trying if it only leads to heartache and being taken advantage of. They feel like a victim of the times, where genuine connections seem rare and superficiality reigns.
In the second verse, the lyrics discuss the division and superficiality present in society. People are obsessed with materialistic status symbols, seeking validation and worth through expensive appearances. The verse compares this emptiness to the bottles at a bar, emphasizing the hollowness of such pursuits.
The chorus is repeated, conveying the singer's continued resistance to writing another love song unless they genuinely feel it. They question the point of trying when they feel disconnected from the shallowness of modern relationships.
Overall, "evol" portrays a sense of disillusionment and weariness with the superficiality and lack of authenticity found in modern love.
Line by Line Meaning
Special
She thinks she's unique and meant for someone special
Thinking she's the one that it's made for
Believing she's the perfect match for someone
A playlist that she keeps in her headphones while she's running through the park
A collection of songs that she listens to while jogging in the park
He got a six-string
He has a guitar
Stringing her along while she's singing
Deceiving her while she sings
All the same songs that he's sending to any girl that plays the part
Sending the same songs to any girl who fits a certain role
Ooh, just a bunch of lonely people
A group of individuals seeking companionship
Ooh, tryna find someone to live for
Attempting to find someone to give their lives meaning
I don't really want to write another love song
She doesn't desire to write another romantic song
Just to get played by the ones who only get played on
To be used by those who only use others
What's the point of trying?
Questioning the purpose of making an effort
I'm a victim of the times
Feeling like a product of the current era's circumstances
If I don't feel it at all
If she doesn't genuinely feel the love
Sections
Divisions or categories
Separating who's important
Distinguishing who holds significance
Worshipping a rope of velvet while they're dancing in the dark
Idolizing something material while engaging in nightlife
Dressed in
Adorned in fashionable attire
Anything to look expensive
Doing anything to appear affluent
To hide the fact that you're as empty as the bottles at the bar
Concealing the emptiness inside with materialistic illusions
I don't really want to write another love song
She doesn't truly desire to compose another romantic song
If I don't feel it, if I don't feel it at all
If she doesn't genuinely feel the love in any way
(If I don't feel it) If I don't feel it at all
(If she doesn't feel love) in any way
What's the point of trying?
Questioning the purpose of making an effort
Maybe I'm just a victim of the times
Possibly a mere product of the current era's circumstances
No, I don't really want to write another love song
No, she truly doesn't want to compose another romantic song
Writer(s): Katriana Sandra Huguet, Marty Rod, Mallory Merk
Contributed by Peyton G. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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I kinda wanna throw my phone across the room
'Cause all I see are girls too good to be true
With paper-white teeth and perfect bodies
Wish I didn't care
I know that beauty is not my lack
But it feels like that weight is on my back
And I can't let it go
Co-comparison is killin' me slowly
I think, I think too much
'Bout kids who don't know me
I'm so sick of myself
I'd rather be, rather be
Anyone, anyone else
But jealousy, jealousy
Started followin' me (he-he-he, he-he)
Started followin' me (he-he-he, he-he)
And I see everyone gettin' all the things I want
And I'm happy for them, but then again, I'm not
Just cool vintage clothes and vacation photos
I can't stand it, oh, God, I sound crazy
Their win is not my loss
I know it's true
But I can't help gettin' caught up in it all
Co-comparison is killin' me slowly
I think, I think too much
'Bout kids who don't know me
I'm so sick of myself
I'd rather be, rather be
Anyone, anyone else
But jealousy, jealousy (yeah)
All your friends are so cool, you go out every night
In your daddy's nice car, yeah, you're livin' the life
Got a pretty face, pretty boyfriend, too
I wanna be you so bad, and I don't even know you
All I see is what I should be
Happier, prettier, jealousy, jealousy
All I see is what I should be
I'm losin' it, all I get's, jealousy, jealousy
Co-comparison is killin' me slowly
I think, I think too much
'Bout kids who don't know me
And I'm so sick of myself
I'd rather be, rather be (oh, oh)
Anyone, anyone else (anybody else)
Jealousy, jealousy
Oh, I'm so sick of myself
I'd rather be, rather be (oh-oh-oh)
Anyone, anyone else
Jealousy, jealousy
Started followin' me
Joetty
Good ass song idc about this drama just her music is so good
Esteban Laguna
This one is really good. Wished u played this on at the milky chance concert when you were opening
Iyonna Thompson
Chill and vibe
Bella
I love this! โค๏ธ
inkrot audio
I'm really enjoying your new music direction... just wish your back catalogue didn't disappear :( There were a few tracks I regularly listened to. Guess it's all memory now ๐
Riosevyn
One day i would love to make a song with you
Vanessa x
It is sad how you hate on an unproblematic and sweet 18 year old girl. Apologize to Olivia Rodrigo
Blahk Work
youre inserting yourself in something you know nothing about
rita johanis
@Blahk Work sheโs that girl who wear box braid
davis
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