LYRIC
Moody Weirdo Lyrics by Neck Deep, from the album “Neck Deep“, music has been produced by Seb Barlow, and Moody Weirdo song lyrics are penned down by Ben Barlow, Seb Barlow, Matt West, Sam Bowden & Matt Powles.
Moody Weirdo Lyrics
Inner child
Defensive trap
Fighting back your siege
Skinny cat
Hell could serve biting hands that feed
A chronic shame
A terrible waste
A hell of a way to save face
Inner child
It’s okay it’s okay
You gotta take one small step everyday
Don’t fight the change
Just say what you have to say
Ride your own wave
Soak up the rain
Make way for the hurricane
Hollow man
Biting his pain
Throwing a fit he can’t sleep
The bullet train
Shakes the patience out of this waiting game
A seventh day
Of arguing with the kid in thе picture frame
I’ll take thе blame if you could hear his ashes say that
You gotta take one small step everyday
Don’t fight the change
Just say what you have to say
Ride your own wave
Soak up the rain
Make way for the hurricane
One step everyday
Don’t fight the change
Don’t fight don’t fight it
Ride your own wave
Soak up the rain
Make way for the hurricane
I didn’t think I was stupid
It was all a fear
And I don’t think I can do this without you here
I wouldn’t take to erase all my mistakes and change your mind
I don’t think I can do this but I think I have to
You gotta take one small step everyday
Don’t fight the change
Just say what you have to say
Ride your own wave
Soak up the rain
Make way for the hurricane
One step everyday
Don’t fight the change
Don’t fight don’t fight it
Ride your own wave
Soak up the rain
Make way for the hurricane
Make way for the hurricane
(One step everyday)
(Don’t fight the change)
(Don’t fight don’t fight the change)
SONG INFO:
Song: Moody Weirdo
Artist: Neck Deep
Album: Neck Deep (2024)
Music: Seb Barlow
Lyrics: Ben Barlow, Seb Barlow, Matt West, Sam Bowden & Matt Powles
In the lyrical composition at hand, the intricate exploration delves into the internal conflicts and evolutionary odyssey of an individual. The thematic essence of the “inner child” insinuates a susceptibility and guardedness, conceivably rooted in antecedent life encounters. The allusion to a “chronic shame” and the contemplation of assuming culpability point towards a wrestling match with self-acknowledgment and contrition. The reference to a “vacant individual” in the midst of a tantrum and a high-speed locomotive testing patience conveys the reverberations of internal discord and external demands on one’s emotional equilibrium. In its entirety, the composition ruminates on the expedition of self-revelation, tenacity, and the audacity to confront personal specters to advance forward.
