December
joedotwhy Lyrics
Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴ Line by Line Meaning ↴
I'm sleeping through the days, I guess the night became my calling
Act like it's something new but I fall into this too often
And I can't escape the cycle now my paranoia's talking
Vision's gone black and I'm staring at my ceiling
Feelings gonna crack fucking watching paint peeling
Patterns in my mind but they subside to my demons
Left in my bed and in my head I'm fucking screaming
Hearing the tunes but I don't wanna move
When I'm inside, got nothing to do so my mind's like 'you don't know shit'; that's true, what's with it
Sometimes I just really wanna lift it
Moretime I just really want a spliff, but
Guess I was meant to feel like this
Distracting myself with my vices
Turn new corners into more walls
I can't reach the top I'm too small
Just one kid but hope that I stall
In my dreams I break the fourth wall
I can't make no sense of these days
Act so calm but know that I'm fazed
Unknown strain but think I might break
I don't mean the type when I blaze
It's getting worse every week
Time flies, cold streets
Getting stranger every week, so I can't feel it too deep
Getting worse every week
Time flies, cold streets
Getting stranger every week, so I can't feel it too deep
Getting worse every week
Time flies, cold streets
Getting stranger every week, so I can't feel it too deep
Getting worse every week
Time flies, cold streets
Getting stranger every week, so I can't feel it too deep
December why's it dark outside at 7 in the morning
I'm sleeping through the days, I guess the night became my calling
Act like it's something new but I fall into this too often
And I can't escape the cycle now my paranoia's talking
Vision's gone black and I'm staring at my ceiling
Feelings gonna crack fucking watching paint peeling
Patterns in my mind but they subside to my demons
Left in my bed and in my head I'm fucking screaming
In these lyrics, the artist expresses feelings of isolation, confusion, and mental anguish during the month of December. The opening line questions why it is still dark outside in the morning, suggesting a disorientation and loss of connection with the natural world. The artist admits to sleeping through the days and embracing the night as their preferred time, indicating a retreat from the harsh realities of the world into a state of hibernation or escape.
The lyrics also highlight a recurring pattern of falling into this state too often, implying a struggle with depression or a cyclic nature of negative thoughts and emotions. The artist acknowledges the presence of paranoia, which intensifies the feeling of being trapped within this cycle. The mention of vision going black and staring at the ceiling suggests a sense of being paralyzed or unable to break free from this mental state, while the frustration of watching paint peel becomes a metaphor for watching their life deteriorate.
The artist then touches upon the desire to distract themselves with vices, such as using drugs or seeking temporary relief, as a means of coping with these feelings. However, they also acknowledge the sense that they were somehow destined to experience this emotional pain. The mention of turning new corners into walls captures the sense of being trapped and unable to escape from their current circumstances. Likewise, the desire to break the fourth wall in their dreams suggests a longing for a transformative or liberating experience, where they can confront and transcend the limitations of their reality.
The final repetition of the chorus emphasizes the worsening of these emotions over time, and the detachment from the outside world. The references to cold streets and stranger changes imply a growing disconnection from society and a growing inability to feel deeply. The artist acknowledges that this worsening cycle is beyond their control, as their paranoia continues to reinforce negative thoughts and feelings that intensify over time. The repetition of the chorus at the end reinforces the artist's deep sense of frustration and despair, as they continue to experience this debilitating state.
Line by Line Meaning
December why's it dark outside at 7 in the morning
Questioning why it's still dark outside in the early morning of December, emphasizing the darkness and gloom of the season.
I'm sleeping through the days, I guess the night became my calling
Admitting to sleeping during the day and finding comfort in the darkness, indicating a preference for nighttime and a possible avoidance of reality.
Act like it's something new but I fall into this too often
Pretending that this behavior is unusual, but recognizing that it happens frequently, suggesting a recurring pattern of escapism and avoidance.
And I can't escape the cycle now my paranoia's talking
Feeling trapped in a never-ending cycle and being haunted by paranoid thoughts, implying a sense of powerlessness and psychological distress.
Vision's gone black and I'm staring at my ceiling
Experiencing a metaphorical darkness or lack of clarity in one's vision, leading to a fixation on the ceiling, symbolizing a stagnant and trapped state of mind.
Feelings gonna crack fucking watching paint peeling
Feeling overwhelmed and on the verge of breaking down, comparing it to the act of watching paint peel, representing a gradual deterioration or disintegration of emotions.
Patterns in my mind but they subside to my demons
Noticing repetitive thought patterns, but acknowledging that they are overshadowed by personal demons or internal struggles that take control.
Left in my bed and in my head I'm fucking screaming
Feeling emotionally trapped and tormented even while physically lying in bed, expressing the internal anguish and desperation through screaming metaphorically.
What can I do
Expressing a sense of helplessness and the inability to find solutions or escape from the current situation.
Hearing the tunes but I don't wanna move
Noticing the sounds around, but lacking the motivation to engage or take action, reflecting a state of apathy or inertia.
When I'm inside, got nothing to do so my mind's like 'you don't know shit'; that's true, what's with it
Feeling bored and having a lack of occupation or purpose, leading to a critical inner voice that questions the value or significance of one's existence.
Sometimes I just really wanna lift it
Occasionally desiring to escape or alleviate the emotional burden and heaviness, longing for a sense of relief or liberation.
Moretime I just really want a spliff, but
Often seeking temporary solace or distraction through smoking cannabis, suggesting a reliance on substance as a coping mechanism in difficult times.
Guess I was meant to feel like this
Speculating that this emotional state and struggle is somehow destined or predestined, implying a resignation to the circumstances.
Distracting myself with my vices
Using personal vices or unhealthy habits as a means of diverting attention from the underlying issues or emotions that need to be addressed.
Turn new corners into more walls
Feeling trapped and limited by every new situation or opportunity, as it seems to only create additional obstacles or barriers.
I can't reach the top I'm too small
Feeling inadequate and unable to overcome challenges or achieve success, perceiving oneself as too insignificant or lacking the necessary resources.
Just one kid but hope that I stall
Viewing oneself as a mere individual with a desire to delay or halt the progression of time, hoping for a pause or respite from the pressures of life.
In my dreams I break the fourth wall
In the realm of dreams, breaking the barrier between reality and fiction by interacting with the audience or acknowledging the existence of the dream itself.
I can't make no sense of these days
Feeling confused and unable to find meaning or purpose in the passing of time, experiencing a sense of disconnection or disillusionment with reality.
Act so calm but know that I'm fazed
Presenting oneself as composed and unaffected outwardly, while acknowledging an inner disturbance or disturbance that affects one's emotional state.
Unknown strain but think I might break
Experiencing an unfamiliar and intense pressure or stress, believing that it may eventually lead to a breaking point or emotional collapse.
I don't mean the type when I blaze
Clarifying that the breaking mentioned earlier is not referring to a moment of euphoria or pleasure experienced when smoking cannabis.
It's getting worse every week
Expressing a growing deterioration or decline in mental well-being and emotion, implying a progressive worsening of one's state over time.
Time flies, cold streets
Feeling the fleeting nature of time passing, accompanied by a sense of loneliness or desolation represented by the coldness of the streets.
Getting stranger every week, so I can't feel it too deep
Perceiving the world and people around becoming increasingly unfamiliar or alien, leading to a desire to detach emotionally to avoid getting hurt or affected.
December why's it dark outside at 7 in the morning
Reiterating the initial question about the darkness of December mornings, emphasizing the confusion and disorientation caused by this unusual phenomenon.
I'm sleeping through the days, I guess the night became my calling
Admitting to a habitual pattern of sleeping during daylight hours, suggesting a preference for the night as a refuge or source of comfort.
Act like it's something new but I fall into this too often
Feigning surprise at the repetitive nature of the situation, yet recognizing the frequency with which it occurs, signifying a lack of change or progress.
And I can't escape the cycle now my paranoia's talking
Feeling trapped within a repetitive and self-destructive cycle, with growing paranoia amplifying the sense of entrapment and hopelessness.
Vision's gone black and I'm staring at my ceiling
Experiencing mental or emotional darkness that obscures one's vision, leading to a prolonged fixation on the ceiling, representing a mental inertia or lack of direction.
Feelings gonna crack fucking watching paint peeling
Anticipating an emotional breakdown or eruption, likening it to the act of watching paint slowly peel off a surface, indicating the gradual deterioration of emotions.
Patterns in my mind but they subside to my demons
Recognizing recurring thought patterns or habits, but acknowledging that they are overpowered or overshadowed by personal demons or inner struggles.
Left in my bed and in my head I'm fucking screaming
Finding oneself physically confined to bed, but mentally trapped and tormented, expressing intense emotional distress or turmoil through metaphorical screaming.
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Joe Yeates
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind