I think you have just interpreted this in a different way than I wrote it. I wasn’t referring to myself as scolded, rather the other person this piece is about. I don’t really like to discuss the meaning of my lyrics because I like to leave it up to the reader, but, I’m the one walking the fine line, while the other person is too scolded to see, so I dilute my blood to rid me of them. Savvy?
Also, extreme wouldn’t really capture what I’m going for. The man isn’t afraid of extreme things, but rather, unordinary things. If you have other suggestions though, I’m all ears.








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