Expired Inside
genCAB Lyrics


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[seductive destruction you feel so new
our kiss twisting all of my dreams come true
big eyes staring sideways away from mine but..]
these words to this song arenĂ­t exactly what i feel inside

cliches like pain and life
they bleed onto the paper in a petty disguise
bad poems and phony regrets
i abuse all the excuses that i used to forget
for attention, i'm fresh so why not me
new love, new lies, new inspirations
sick thoughts, sad manifestations
all alienating in an alien nation
recycling words that rhyme
i lie to myself just to make it alright
this time i'll change the lines
and obsess over confessions that i can't leave behind
depressed by love, that's fine
expressed thru art that isn't mine
this song means nothing to me
but if it didn't exist than who would i be?

CHORUS
don't try to tell me im blind when you're the one who can't see
don't try to tell me that you're better than me because
i've never asked for your help, i'm just expressing myself
maybe one day you'll see that every song's a clone of itself

don't try to tell me i'm dead when you're the one who can't breathe don't try to tell me that you're better than me because




it's true i'm just like the rest but i just can't make the cut
i've died inside, i'm just a shell outside that should have gave up.

Overall Meaning

In the first verse of Expired Inside, genCAB talks about feeling overwhelmed by a seductive destruction that she finds tempting and new, while acknowledging that the words to the song aren't necessarily reflective of how she truly feels. She then goes on to call out common cliches like pain and life that are often used in poetry and songwriting, accusing them of being overused and lacking in authenticity. She admits to using these same cliches as a way to mask her own pain and regrets, trying to draw attention to herself with new lies and inspirations. She acknowledges that the words she writes are often repetitive and lacking creativity, recycling words that rhyme rather than challenging herself to create something new. Despite recognizing these faults in her writing, genCAB acknowledges that her art is and always will be a part of her, even if it doesn't hold any inherent meaning to her.


The chorus of the song is a defiant call-out to anyone who might try to criticize genCAB's art, telling them not to judge her or try to claim superiority over her. She pushes back against the idea that her songs aren't original, arguing that every song is just a clone of itself in some way. Despite feeling like she's just like everyone else, genCAB is determined to stay true to herself, even if it means struggling to find her own voice in a crowded artistic landscape.


Overall, Expired Inside is a song about the challenges of creating art that feels authentic and original while still holding meaning and relevance for the artist. genCAB grapples with feelings of inadequacy and self-doubt, but ultimately finds strength in the act of creating and expressing herself.


Line by Line Meaning

seductive destruction you feel so new
The self-destructive behavior feels new and enticing.


our kiss twisting all of my dreams come true
The kiss feels like a dream come true but it's also causing confusion and turmoil.


big eyes staring sideways away from mine but..
Your gaze is averted, but there's something you want to say.


these words to this song aren't exactly what i feel inside
The lyrics of this song are not a direct representation of my innermost feelings.


cliches like pain and life
Common phrases like 'pain' and 'life' that are often overused in song lyrics.


they bleed onto the paper in a petty disguise
These cliches come across as unoriginal and insincere.


bad poems and phony regrets
A collection of mediocre writing and false expressions of remorse.


i abuse all the excuses that i used to forget
I cling to false justifications I used to use to suppress my flaws and mistakes.


for attention i'm fresh so why not me
I crave attention and validation, like so many other artists do.


new love, new lies, new inspirations
The motivation behind my art often comes from relationships and the drama that comes with them.


sick thoughts, sad manifestations
My negative emotions manifest in dark, gloomy art.


all alienating in an alien nation
Despite living in a society surrounded by others, the feelings expressed in my art can make me feel isolated from those around me.


recycling words that rhyme
I reuse familiar rhyming words, which can make my work feel repetitive.


i lie to myself just to make it alright
I deceive myself because it's easier than facing the truth and dealing with the consequences.


this time i'll change the lines
I hope to improve by changing the way I express myself in future work.


and obsess over confessions that i can't leave behind
I dwell on my past transgressions and regrets, even though they're not healthy to think about.


depressed by love, that's fine
Though feelings of sadness can be overwhelming, they're often the fuel for the most powerful art.


expressed thru art that isn't mine
My feelings don't always come across in my work authentically, as if those feelings aren't really mine to begin with.


this song means nothing to me
This particular song doesn't hold any specific personal meaning.


but if it didn't exist than who would i be?
My art is a crucial component of my identity, and I don't know who I would be without it.


don't try to tell me im blind when you're the one who can't see
Don't question my artistic vision when you can't see beyond your own perspective.


don't try to tell me that you're better than me because
Don't try to compare our work and determine whose is more valuable.


i've never asked for your help, i'm just expressing myself
I'm not seeking your approval or guidance; I'm simply expressing my own inner experiences.


maybe one day you'll see that every song's a clone of itself
The themes and inspirations behind most art are ubiquitous and recycled, making each piece of work inevitably similar in some way.


don't try to tell me i'm dead when you're the one who can't breathe don't try to tell me that you're better than me because
You can't judge me when you're the one struggling with your own artistic identity.


it's true i'm just like the rest but i just can't make the cut
I'm not any more special or talented than other artists, despite my personal efforts to stand out.


i've died inside, i'm just a shell outside that should have gave up.
I feel emotionally defeated and apathetic, and wonder if I should ultimately give up on my art.




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