#songbreakdown

This is a song about not know how to go forward due to the weight of all the questions and answers required from you as you grow older. The weight can make you indecisive and just want to give up because nothing feels right and everyone around you giving their opinion can’t make answer that question either.

[Verse 1] Are you happy? (No.) Do you like that? (No.) Do you know what you like? (No.) But when they ask what exactly it is you want it’s a lot I want so many things but nothing goes as I want I’m doing what I wanted but it doesn’t go as I want I’ve thought of so many things but it doesn’t go as I thought Nothing goes as I said, as I wanted, as I thought

Life doesn’t always go as planned things may shift or change entirely from what was suppose to happen. These things may not be happy or things that you like and you may not know how to proceed from that or even in general in life. 

[Pre-Chorus] Blurry lines yeah yeah yeah So many, so many, any anything, no, not that Blurry lines yeah yeah yeah So many, so many, any anything, no, not that You don’t want this or that What do you want, baby What do you want?

It is difficult to know what you want and the lines between what you like and want are not always clear distinct lines.

[Chorus] There’s so many different things but nothing feels right There’s so many different things but I drop it all I end up dropping it all anyway Do I have to go off to some other planet or something? There’s so many different things but nothing feels right There’s so many differеnt things but I drop it all I end up dropping it all anyway Its all just no, no, no, ow

There are times when you have no idea what to do because nothing feels quit right for what you want to do or proceed forward with. There are so many decisions to make in life and sometimes you just want tot drop them all and not have to decide because nothing feels right for you. 

[Verse 2] Ask me any, anything you want (maybe) I’m gonna say no I want so many things but I know My tastеs are like a connoisseur, I’m picky No, that’s not what I mean I left behind the sweet potato and cider Even if you give me several options There’s never something that really suits my taste Blah blah blah, there’s so many things I want First Class, something even higher class than that No, no, wait, is this not it either? No, no, no, no, I don’t know

Their taste is first class but even though that use to make sense to them and was what they wanted it no longer feels right; they just don’t know what they want/like anymore. 

[Pre-Chorus] Blurry lines yeah yeah yeah So many, so many, any anything, no, not that Blurry lines yeah yeah yeah So many, so many, any anything, no, not that You don’t want this or that What do you want, baby What do you want? [Chorus] There’s so many different things but nothing feels right There’s so many different things but I drop it all I end up dropping it all anyway Do I have to go off to some other planet or something? There’s so many different things but nothing feels right There’s so many different things but I drop it all I end up dropping it all anyway Its all just no, no, no, oh [Bridge] You’re saying what everyone else says Don’t even start saying a single thing It doesn’t feel right to make a choice And I don’t even know what I want yet No, no, it’s not that I actually hate everything If anything I just want so much more Strangely I’m not really drawn to anything No matter what you say it doesn’t feel right

The opinions of others don’t make you feel/connect with the decision they are trying to push on you. You need to shut out the voices and allow yourself to decide what is right or not right for you because no matter what others say you know you and you know what feels right even if it takes time to find that. 

Alright, let’s talk about "It’s Called: Freefall" originally by Rainbow Kitten Surprise (this happens to be my favorite cover of the song)—a song that hits deep with its raw honesty and haunting metaphors.

🌙 Talking with the Devil

The song is a back-and-forth with the Devil, who’s less fire and brimstone and more like that bad habit you can’t shake. When he says he only likes “sundown, Sundays, Christmas,” it’s like he’s talking about moments that are inevitable—just like the toxic cycles we find ourselves in. Familiar, but dangerous.

⛓️ Noose or Necklace?

This part is the real punch to the gut:

“Don't get me ventin' on friends who resent you 'Cause all you've ever done is been a noose to hang on to They thought was a necklace and reckless They fell into Hell where you both hang with nothing to do but…”

Think about that for a second. A noose disguised as a necklace—something you think is beautiful and comforting, but in reality, it’s suffocating. It’s like holding on to toxic friendships or relationships, thinking they’re adding value when they’re really just pulling you down. It’s a reminder that sometimes, what we cling to out of habit or comfort is the very thing that keeps us trapped.

🌌 Freefall: Letting Go

The song’s chorus is all about surrender: “You could let it all go… It’s called freefall.” It’s scary to let go, but sometimes falling is the only way to get free. Even the Devil admits, “Even the Devil needs time alone sometimes.” If even your demons need a break, maybe you do too. Freefall isn’t about giving up; it’s about releasing the grip on what’s been weighing you down.

✨ Final Thought

I’ll wait until you’re ready

I’ll wait for you

I thought you’d be a nice fling

You fell for me

Couldn’t have that so I left you

Grouplove - Colours

I am a man, man, man, man

Up, up in the air

And I run around, round, round, round this down town and act like I don't care.

So when you see me flying by the planet's moon, You don't need to explain if everything's changes Just know I'm just like you.

Despite how Sherlock acts more like a machine, he is in fact a human 

On St Barts roof 

Sherlock thinking on how he runs after criminals in London, acting like a machine 

So when he falls, and everything changes ,Everyone will know he was nothing more than a mortal man

Huh. Ha, [x4]

So I pull the switch, the switch, the switch inside my head.

And I see black, black, green,and brown, brown, brown and blue, yellow, violets, red.

And suddenly a light appears inside my brain

And I think of my ways, I think of my days and know that I have changed.

Sherlock uses his mental prowess/Mind Palace

He sees the signs, the clues

He thinks of John

And sees how hes changed since John

  It's the colors you have

No need to be sad.

It really ain't that bad.

He'll be dead like the people in his cases

But there's no need to be sad

Because its not what it seems

It's the colors you have

No need to be sad.

You've still got your health.

Its the evidence John has that hes broken

But he shouldn't be sad

because hes still alive and okay (Even if Sherlock is dead)

  So mistress, mistress have you been up to the roof?

He shot himself, self

There's blood on the wall

'cause he couldn't face the truth.

Referencing Irene and how she helped Moriarty

He shot himself in the brain

There's blood everywhere

Because he couldn't face Sherlock and himself were so similar.

  Oh, knock that down, leave the ground and find some space

And tell your friends, friends,

You'll be back again, gain

Before it's too late.

Sherlock throwing away how leaving will hurt, find some place to hide

Tell Greg, John, Molly, Mrs. Hudson

Hes going to be back

Before he cant/John Marries

It's the colors you have No need to be sad. It really ain't that bad. Oooooooooh, it's the colors you have No need to be sad. It really ain't that bad It's the colors you have No need to be sad. You've still got your health.

So I am a man, man, man, man

Up, up in the air

And I float around, 'round, 'round this downtown

And know I shouldn't care.

So when you see us there out in the open road

You don't need to explain

If everything's changed

Just know that you don't know. 

Sherlock Is human

Memories of Barts Rooftop

Hes back in London, trying to learn it again.

He knows he shouldn't care about those he left

So when he and John see each other

John doesn't care how, just why

John and Sherlock has changed

But John doesn't know what Sherlock has gone through.

  We call it life Oh yeah, that's what we call it. We can't call it at all. We call it life Oh yeah, that's what we call it. When you can't call it at all. Yeah, we call it Oh yeah that's what we call it. (oooooooooohhhhh) We do it for love, sweet love.

Sherlock did what he did for love

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