Lyrical Breakdown of Myself - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Myself" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Post Malone weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Myself" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
- Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Post Malone employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
- Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Post Malone's narrative.
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I wish I could've been there myself
It's what it is, it's how I live
All the places I've been
I wish I could've been there myself
I made so much, spent so much
And I can't get enough
I wish I could've been there myself
(Wish I could've been there myself)
Your second cousin lives in Orlando (Orlando)
And yeah I just finished a show (just finished a show)
People shoving shots down their damn throat
Some selling yes but I'm gonna say no (gonna say no)
It's what it is, it's how I live
All the places I've been (I've been)
I wish I could've been there myself
(Wish I could've been there myself)
I made so much, spent so much
And I can't get enough (I can't get enough)
I wish I could've been there myself
All of this American dreamin'
Everybody's sick of believin'
Oh, let's not give a fuck 'til
Giving a fuck has no meaning
Oh, I'm sick of believing
All of this American dreaming
Oh, let's not give a fuck 'til
Giving a fuck has no meaning, oh
It's what it is, it's how I live
All the places I've been
I wish I could've been there myself
(Wish I could've been there myself)
I made so much, spent so much
And I can't get enough (no, I can't get enough)
I wish I could've been there myself
(Wish I could've been there myself)
No I can't get enough!
Oh, oh, oh, oh