Breathe No More lyrics

Sometimes she observes reality as illusions, a beautiful delirium. Because to her, facing actuality is like facing demolition she created. Realism, this elusive and chaotic world she cannot comprehend, but is told is her own. As her eyes fix on her reflection, she gazes at someone she fails to recognize. This being is a stranger, a stranger with her image. She distinguishes her world in the mirror, the desolate earth she had never actually subsisted in. Because you see, she had never truly been in control of her life. Everyone she had ever acknowledged warped her into people she was not. Tainted her, twisted her, until she forgot who she really was entirely. She cannot grasp how her life had begun to seep through her fingers like water, or how it had strayed from her domination. Now, that she has discerned this certainty, she discriminates it is a demolition she created “i've been looking in the mirror for so long. That i've come to believe my soul's on the other side. ” here she is saying that the real her is obscured behind the camouflage she bears. That underneath what she conceals, she will find who she truly is.

However, she recognizes that she must break away, away from the old life she used to breathe in. So she obliterates the person she was by shattering the mirror. All the little pieces falling shatter, shards of me, too sharp to put back together, too small to matter. ” she then realizes that lacking this person, this disguise, she is anonymous. She can’t perceive who she is without this other self. She is afraid that who she is, is not enough. So she tries to put the ruins of her previous identity back together, even while knowing the pieces cannot be mended. “but big enough to cut me in to so many little pieces if i try to touch her. ” she then realizes what she had done, watching as the blood trickles down her hands and wrists. “take a breath and i try to draw from my spirits well. Yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child. Lie to me; convince me that i've been sick forever. And all of this will make sense when i get better. ”in this part i think she had attempted get people to comprehend how she feels but the world is so unrelenting they wouldn’t absorb it. And her final unanswered question, which she now drones, “i just can't help but to wonder, which of us do you love” is the confirmation that she has finally broken free.

Sometimes she observes reality as illusions, a beautiful delirium. Because to her, facing actuality is like facing demolition she created. Realism, this elusive and chaotic world she cannot comprehend, but is told is her own. As her eyes fix on her reflection, she gazes at someone she fails to recognize. This being is a stranger, a stranger with her image. She distinguishes her world in the mirror, the desolate earth she had never actually subsisted in. Because you see, she had never truly been in control of her life. Everyone she had ever acknowledged warped her into people she was not. Tainted her, twisted her, until she forgot who she really was entirely. She cannot grasp how her life had begun to seep through her fingers like water, or how it had strayed from her domination. Now, that she has discerned this certainty, she discriminates it is a demolition she created “i've been looking in the mirror for so long. That i've come to believe my soul's on the other side. ” here she is saying that the real her is obscured behind the camouflage she bears. That underneath what she conceals, she will find who she truly is.

“however, she recognizes that she must break away, away from the old life she used to breathe in. So she obliterates the person she was by shattering the mirror. All the little pieces falling shatter, shards of me, too sharp to put back together, too small to matter. ” she then realizes that lacking this person, this disguise, she is anonymous. She can’t perceive who she is without this other self. She is afraid that who she is, is not enough. So she tries to put the ruins of her previous identity back together, even while knowing the pieces cannot be mended. “but big enough to cut me in to so many little pieces if i try to touch her. ” she then realizes what she had done, watching as the blood trickles down her hands and wrists. “take a breath and i try to draw from my spirits well. Yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child. Lie to me; convince me that i've been sick forever. And all of this will make sense when i get better. ”in this part i think she had attempted get people to comprehend how she feels but the world is so unrelenting they wouldn’t absorb it. And her final unanswered question, which she now drones, “i just can't help but to wonder, which of us do you love” is the confirmation that she has finally broken free.

I have the same problem. Every one likes the girl i am outside, the girl who is always successful. But not the loser i am inside my heart and mind.

I think this song ish about the pain, the hurt, the l(oh)ve we all feel, or need

This song if very much like her song "everybody's fool". This girl is pretending to be someone she is not. She's pretty and everyone thinks she's so great and perfect. But inside she's a big mess. She is deep pain. She is so ugly inside. Not ugly as in she's a bad person, but ugly as in she has so many scars. She has been badly hurt. So much so, that she has coped with the pain by creating an alter personality. A mask to wear to cover the pain and scars. The problem is that she has worn this mask for so long, that she has no idea who she is anymore. She looks in the mirror and see's this pretty girl that everyone loves and she doesn't see how that it is her. She knows that is the her everyone sees too and it makes her angry because she wants to be seen and loved for who she is. She wants to get rid of that girl and be real. So she smashes the mirror in an attempt to free herself of the image. But all is does is hurt her. She doesn't know who she is without this other self. She is afraid that who she is is not enough. So she tries to put the mirror back together and is cutting herself in the process. She is hurting herself even more by trying to keep up with this false image of herself. She realizes that no one really loves her, they love this other girl that they think she is. In the end she just gives up, she breathes no more. She becomes the other girl. Her real self dies along with all hope of being accepted for who she truly is.

*i look at myself in the mirror for the longest time, but i have no idea still who i am, why am i here?! (ive been looking in the mirror for so long)
*i've been here so long to believe the lies, but never listened to my own soul, my soul is alone on the inside by itself(that ive come to believe my souls on the other side)
*all my beliefs i had before, and all my hope and dreams are almost fully faded away. (all the little pieces falling shatter)
*i try to remember what i want, but i am too used to what others want and i am used to pleasing them, that i can't think of myself(shards of me too sharp to put back together)
*my wants now mean nothing to those around me, never did-never will. Its too late to try and find someone to show me how to be myself(too small to matter)
*but what i want is too big to deny or ignore-i need to be me, but every time i try to reach out and i try to be me, someone makes me bleed, and it bleeds so thick, that i can't breathe any more. (if i try to touch her and i bleed, i bleed and i breathe i breathe no more... *i take another breath and i try to do it again, as will i always try, never will i give up. I will rise again and again-trying to accomplish the most impossible. And again you won't let me find myself, you want me to be like you-your clone, normal! Im not normal! You throw a fit so once again you get your way and i am at the beginning(take a breath and i try to draw back from my spirits well, yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child)
*tell me everything that isnt true just to draw me back to the beginning, so i cannot win this competition that i beg to defeat! Say things that sound better, so i will stay to let my dreams be accomplished by the ones who are impatient, make me wait for a while more instead of finishing my desired place as first, (convince me that ive been sick forever, and all of this will make sense when i get better)
*but i know where i am supposed to be, i just can't really truly believe it, i have never really taken the time to worry about myself, i was mostly worrying for you... (but i know the difference)
*but even though i am still waiting, i cant really do anything but imagine how i would of been if i wasn't like how i am, what is i was the way i wanted to be? (between myself and my reflection i just cant help but to wonder)
*are you all in love with me, or my fake? The fake, you know, the person that you all made me? (which of us do you love? )
so i'll keep bleeding, blood falling so thick, that makes me breathe that makes me breathe, bleed and i bleed so thick, and i breathe, i breathe, i breathe, i breathe-no more(so i bleed, i bleed, and i breathe, i breathe no... Bleed, i bleed and i breathe, i breathe, i breathe, i breathe... No more)

Awesome song! I think this songs about the pain we all feel and how we all just want to breath no more.. I think

I love this song and i think that she is dreaming of her bleeding in the water then she wakes and its all a dream

I love this song! I can definitly relate to it, especially where it says" i take a breathe and i try to draw from my spirits well" it speaks for itself right there. And where it says "lie to me convince me that i’ve been sick forever" that really explains what i feel inside. Its hard to explain but its an awesome song!

So true. So true. Both "criesinvain" and "emmie sweetie" u people have such good pionts! I love da song. Not to get all sappy on ya.