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I was swimming in the void of a Friday night When I first felt you putting me on the side Of a two-track tape of love and wasted glue (wasted glue) So I took some time to figure everything out I started working real late instead of going out And I found myself losing track of you (track of you) Sometimes I hear voices instead Of what is going on in my head Oh what a break for me and you Sometimes I open up too much To ones who would cut me up Into a thousand pieces or two I was thinking 'bout, thinking 'bout another plan But I realized then it was the test of a man And I go back to what Hercules would do (les would do) It was a bright and wrong time following streetlights Oh I would rather die Than to burn up Than to burn up Sometimes I hear voices instead Of what is going on in my head Oh what a break for me and you Sometimes I open up too much To ones who would cut me up Into a thousand pieces or two I was thinking If you let me I would do anything for you I was thinking If you let me I would do anything for you Sometimes I hear voices instead Of what is going on in my head Oh what a break for me and you Sometimes I open up too much To ones who would cut me up Into a thousand pieces or two I was thinking If you let me I would do anything for you I was thinking If you let me I would do anything for you
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Meaning of "Voices" by Tanner Carlson
The lyrics immediately plunge into a feeling of being discarded, of being "put... on the side" of a failed connection. The narrator copes by "working real late," attempting to lose track of someone and a past "void." This sets a melancholic tone, hinting at a deep internal struggle. A central tension emerges from the narrator's internal world, where they admit to hearing "voices instead" of their own thoughts. This suggests a struggle with external pressures overriding personal reflection. This internal conflict is compounded by a profound vulnerability: a tendency to "open up too much" to those who would metaphorically "cut me up" into fragments. It paints a picture of someone caught between a desire for connection and a deep fear of being destroyed. The lyrics employ striking imagery to convey emotional states. An initial relationship is framed as a "two-track tape of love and wasted glue," a poignant metaphor for a broken, incomplete connection. This sense of past failure contrasts sharply with a later, almost mythic resolve, as the narrator views a challenge as "the test of a man" and invokes "what Hercules would do." This shift suggests a conscious effort to adopt a resilient stance against overwhelming odds.
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- Tanner Carlson