Slow
Raving George feat. Oscar And The Wolf Lyrics
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The order to chaos I sort
Slow pulsing, Muscles clenching
A flood droned surrealism
A sweaty mist of melting time
Slow blood gunna slow pulse off this world
Gunna slow pulse off this world
Gunna slow pulse
Been falling down this spiral staircase
Hallucinated my face
Distorted worlds hanging off my finger tips
You hanging off my finger tips, merging into tomorrow
You ain't a problem, so fuck ya
But then again; gunna slow pulse off this world
Gunna slow pulse off this world
Gunna slow pulse off this world
Gunna slow pulse
Behind your face
Behind your face
Behind your face
Behind your face
Hanging on to this world by your finger tips
Hanging on to this world by your finger tips
The lyrics of Raving George and Oscar And The Wolf's song Slow are an intricate portrayal of the singer's mental state. The song starts with the singer losing his train of thought, indicating that he is perplexed and has no clear direction. Thus, he sorts the order to chaos by slow pulsing and clenching muscles. These actions lead him into a state of surrealism, where he experiences a flood of memories and emotions.
The second verse delves into the depths of the singer's mind, where he visualizes distorted worlds hanging off his fingertips. The singer is aware of his hallucinations and understands that they are not real but a product of his mind. The third verse is a reflection of the singer's internal struggle to hold on to this world. However, he understands that eventually, he will lose his grip and slow pulse off this world, indicating death.
The phrase "Behind your face" is repeated four times, indicating that there is more to a person than what they show on the surface. The singer recognizes this and understands that everyone has their internal conflicts that they keep hidden.
Overall, Slow is a song that delves into the complexities of the human mind. It portrays how we deal with our internal conflicts and thoughts and how, eventually, we all have to let go and slow pulse off this world.
Line by Line Meaning
I lost my train of thought
I am unable to maintain a coherent stream of thought.
The order to chaos I sort
I attempt to make sense of chaotic situations and bring order to them.
Slow pulsing, Muscles clenching
My muscles tighten while my heartbeat slows down.
A flood droned surrealism
I become immersed in a surreal experience or state of mind.
A sweaty mist of melting time
Time seems to be melting away in a sweaty haze.
Slow blood gunna slow pulse off this world
My slowing blood flow will eventually cause me to leave this world.
Been falling down this spiral staircase
I feel like I am spiraling out of control.
Hallucinated my face
I experienced a distorted perception of myself.
Distorted worlds hanging off my finger tips
I feel like I am in control of distorted worlds that are not grounded in reality.
You hanging off my finger tips, merging into tomorrow
I imagine you as a distorted part of my reality, blending into the future.
You ain't a problem, so fuck ya
I recognize that you are not a problem and dismiss you.
But then again; gunna slow pulse off this world
Despite this realization, I am still going to eventually leave this world.
Behind your face
There is more to you than meets the eye.
Hanging on to this world by your finger tips
You are trying to hold onto this world, but it is slipping away from you.
Lyrics Β© DistroKid
Written by: Oscar Wright-Shaw
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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