Dawn Pt. 1
Muse Lyrics


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I’m in so much pain
And I know its a gain but its driving me insane
Keep fucking with my brain I’m just saying
There’s times when I cry and keep wonder why
Then I try to think of ways to keep my hope alive
But deep down inside I feel like I’m dying
Whats the point in me trying if the diamond that I am isn’t shining
My edges are so rough yet they expect me to be tough
I Can’t hide this stuff
I’ve had enough
Pass me a fucking blunt
DAMN! Can I have some morphine
or should I drink some chlorine
Bleach or should I load up an automatic machine
Reminiscing on the days where I used to be lit
Always ready for some shit
Now look, suddenly faced with a clip
Bullets ready to fly made myself the target
Pronounce me dead
Brains splattered on the bed
One str8 to the head




You heard what I said
Alright, I’ll be right back

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Muse's song "Dawn Pt. 1" delve into the artist's inner struggles with pain, despair, and a sense of hopelessness. The singer expresses their emotional turmoil, feeling overwhelmed by the challenges they face. They acknowledge that this pain may lead to personal growth, but at the same time, it is driving them to the brink of madness. The lyrics also touch upon the singer's constant battle with their own thoughts, often questioning why they cry and searching for ways to maintain their hope. However, a sense of stagnation and feeling trapped seeps through the lines, as they feel that their inner brilliance, represented by the diamond metaphor, is not shining as it should. The rough edges of their personality clash with the external expectation of being tough and unyielding. The song concludes with a disturbing imagery of contemplating self-harm or even suicide, highlighting the depth of the singer's anguish.


Line by Line Meaning

I’m in so much pain
I am currently experiencing intense emotional or physical suffering


And I know its a gain but its driving me insane
Although I understand that this pain may have some purpose or benefit, it is still causing me overwhelming distress


Keep fucking with my brain I’m just saying
Continuously disturbing my thoughts and emotions, I want to express my frustration


There’s times when I cry and keep wonder why
There are moments when I weep and question the reasons behind my suffering


Then I try to think of ways to keep my hope alive
In an attempt to maintain optimism, I strategize solutions and possibilities


But deep down inside I feel like I’m dying
Despite my efforts, I have a profound sense of decay or deterioration within myself


Whats the point in me trying if the diamond that I am isn’t shining
I question the purpose of my efforts if I, as a valuable individual, am not showcasing my true potential


My edges are so rough yet they expect me to be tough
Although I possess flaws and vulnerabilities, society demands a facade of strength from me


I Can’t hide this stuff
I am unable to conceal these emotions and struggles


I’ve had enough
I have reached my limit and cannot tolerate this anymore


Pass me a fucking blunt
Give me a marijuana cigarette as a means to temporarily escape or find relief


DAMN! Can I have some morphine
Expressing a deep desire for a potent painkiller like morphine to alleviate my suffering


or should I drink some chlorine
Contemplating a dangerous option like consuming chlorine, indicating the desperate search for a way out


Bleach or should I load up an automatic machine
Considering two extreme and destructive alternatives: drinking bleach or using a firearm on myself


Reminiscing on the days where I used to be lit
Reflecting on past times when I felt energized, alive, and filled with excitement


Always ready for some shit
I was constantly prepared to face challenges or confrontations


Now look, suddenly faced with a clip
Now, unexpectedly confronted with a loaded gun or imminent danger


Bullets ready to fly made myself the target
I have become the intended victim, willingly exposing myself to potential harm


Pronounce me dead
Declare me deceased, implying a strong desire to escape the pain of existence


Brains splattered on the bed
Imagining a gruesome scene where my brain matter scatters on the bed after a self-inflicted gunshot


One str8 to the head
A single bullet directly aimed at my head with the intention to end my life


You heard what I said
Acknowledging the seriousness and conviction behind my words


Alright, I’ll be right back
Indicating a temporary absence or departure, possibly to engage in harmful or self-destructive behavior




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Written by: Marsha-leeta Williamson

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