Into the Confessional
Talia Stewart Lyrics
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I wanna make this house a home but can't afford a roof
Into the confessional, two lies and a truth
Vomit all my vices up to make room for virtue
Someone throw the first stone, some cut me at the root
I let an Adam tempt me and I ate forbidden fruit
He writes about his demons and I write 'bout how he runs
My heart owns my head, and my head it's gonna roll
My heart owns my head, and my head it's gonna roll
My heart owns my head, and my head it's gonna roll
Nothings left unsaid in the confessional
It wasn't my intention to fall miserably in love
I can't help feeling guilty when my hand it fits the glove
Father, please forgive me, I almost sold my soul
The pain it did me filthy, it was out of my control
Hit me til I laugh, gulp it down and spit it back
I have to feel it all, have to honor the attack
Let myself bleed out, enough to fill a bath
Let myself burn out so I can rise from ash
My heart owns my head, and my head it's gonna roll
My heart owns my head, and my head it's gonna roll
My heart owns my head, and my head it's gonna roll
Nothings left unsaid in the confessional
My heart owns my head, oh
My heart owns my head, oh
My (my) heart (heart) owns (owns) my head, oh
My (my) heart (heart) owns (owns) my head, oh
My heart owns my head, and my head it's gonna roll
My heart owns my head, and my head it's gonna roll
My heart owns my head, and my head it's gonna roll
Nothings left unsaid in the confessional
The lyrics of Talia Stewart's song Into the Confessional reflect an introspective journey towards self-discovery, redemption, and forgiveness. The first verse alludes to the old adage that "sticks and stones will break my bones and words will hurt me too." Here, the artist expresses resiliently to emotional pain and acknowledges her struggle to find her place, as she cannot even afford to make her house a home. The artist then mentions confession as a cathartic experience that allows her to reflect on her own sins and truths, in the hopes of shedding her vices and attaining virtues.
The next verse discusses how the artist feels the pain of being shunned by others, as they throw the first stone at her or cut her at the root. She admits to succumbing to temptation and eating the forbidden fruit just as Adam had done. The artist then contrasts her own turmoil with that of her lover, who writes about his own demons instead of how he abandons her. With the chorus, the artist affirms that it is her heart that controls her mind, and thus she is willing to pour out her emotions in the confessional, saying nothing left unsaid in the process. In the third verse, the artist asks to be hit until she laughs, to laugh through her pain, and to honor her feelings through the attack. She acknowledges her wounds and discomfort with herself and promises to let it all out until she can rise from the ashes.
Line by Line Meaning
Sticks and stones will break my bones and words will hurt me too
Physical and emotional injuries can both harm me
I wanna make this house a home but can't afford a roof
I want a place to call home, but financial hardship prevents me
Into the confessional, two lies and a truth
I confess my sins, some true and some not
Vomit all my vices up to make room for virtue
I purge my bad habits to make way for better choices
Someone throw the first stone, some cut me at the root
People judge and harm me without cause
I let an Adam tempt me and I ate forbidden fruit
I succumbed to temptation and committed a sin
He writes about his demons and I write 'bout how he runs
He discusses his imperfections and I write about his flaws
He's proud to be a drifter, no one's quicker to abandon
He enjoys leaving people and places behind
My heart owns my head, and my head it's gonna roll
My emotions control my actions, often to my detriment
Nothings left unsaid in the confessional
I confess everything and hold nothing back
It wasn't my intention to fall miserably in love
I didn't plan to fall in love and be unhappy about it
I can't help feeling guilty when my hand it fits the glove
I feel guilty even when my actions fit the circumstances
Father, please forgive me, I almost sold my soul
I seek forgiveness for almost making an irreversible mistake
The pain it did me filthy, it was out of my control
The pain I experienced was unbearable and beyond my control
Hit me til I laugh, gulp it down and spit it back
I confront pain head-on, and respond with humor and resilience
I have to feel it all, have to honor the attack
I believe in experiencing all emotions and situations, even difficult ones
Let myself bleed out, enough to fill a bath
I allow myself to experience deep emotions and pain
Let myself burn out so I can rise from ash
I allow myself to hit rock bottom so I can rebuild and start over
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Gaurang more
You are super duper underrated. Your song deserves a lot
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Girl dreaming in Purple
Love your vocals π₯ They're insane
Ari_017
This is so underrated ππππ
Kawaii Migget
Yes
Miscellaneous.Mischief
It should be criminal for this song to be so underrated
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Girl dreaming in Purple
β€οΈ here since the begging.