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"The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance."
--Aristotle
Too Late
2009
Messed up, again
Seems my tongue has sold me out
In spite of my mind
And left a foul taste in my mouth
Interpretation
That double bladed knife
Misunderstanding
Yeah, the story of my life
What we believe is only one thing
What they perceive is all that matters
But it’s too late to start over again
Yeah, I know; there’s no need to rub it in
Yep, it’s all my fault, would there be any other way
It’s too late
Let go, again
Seems my integrity’s run out
Especially when you’ve
Already got me figured out
Perceived assumption
Lost before I even begin
False expectations
My life’s story once again
What we believe is only one thing
What they perceive is all that matters
But it’s too late to start over again
Yeah, I know, there’s no need to rub it in
Yep, it’s all my fault; would there be any other way
It’s too late
2009 was a hard year for me. My band broke up and I lost my job. A lot of this was for a reason that I wouldn't learn until later. I was desperately trying to do all the things I wanted to do around my symptoms. I was ignoring my symptoms and pushing myself too hard. I was exhaused all the time, crabby, moody, and in pain, not sleeping, blah blah blah. This song is about my frustration with the way my band broke up and the way I was dismissed from my job. In the moment, both seemed very unfair. After being diagnosed with my illness, I started seeing things a little different. I did not know I was sick at the time I wrote this song. I just blamed myself for everything. I always internalize everything. My frustration came from those two specific events and feeling very misunderstood.
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