The song title and lyrical content is a reference to the show Bojack Horseman’s penultimate episode. In the show, a character reads a poem about the shifting perception as somebody jumps off a bridge to commit suicide. The poem goes through multiple different stages: jumping, accepting the jump, and...
Pure like porcelain
Drifting eyes roll back in my head
Am I dead or alive?
Does it matter if I survive?
I’m fucking gone to the world
Free fall to the place I hate
The black sheep, bagged head
We slaughter the same
Free fall
No sense of direction
And no intention of catching myself
The views from halfway down
Cut like a knife to the throat
Redemption hangs with the rope
Tortured by grief in my dreams
Visions where nothing is what it seems
Lost in reflections of memories
So scared of dying alone
That I forgot how to breathe from these lungs
If I’ve had enough
So scared to die alone
As I erode
Pure like porcelain
I’ve been immersed here trapped in my skin
At the edge
Feeling nervous
If I jump will I find a purpose?
I’m gone to the world
Free fall to the place I hate
The black sheep, bagged head
Fucking slaughter me
Slaughter me
The views from halfway down
Cut like a tongue that won’t speak
Desensitized to the feeling
Visions where nothing is what it seems
Lost in reflections of memories
So scared of dying alone
That I forgot how to breathe from these lungs
If I’ve had enough
So scared to die alone
As I erode
Pure like porcelain
As I erode
Pure like porcelain
As I erode
I’m fucking gone
Like Moths to Flames released Views from Halfway Down on Thu Oct 28 2021.