Lyrical Breakdown of Up There - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Up There" 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 "Up There" 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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Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Woo-ooh Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh When I took a ride in the dead of night Told myself that everything was okay Try to understand how you standin' over me Girl, it's drivin' me crazy Yeah, it's freezin' fuckin' cold in the dead of night The only heat, it come from the ashtray I might as well get high as hell and just keep actin' like Everything doesn't phase me Yeah, take me all the way to the top, baby Don't even if I tell you to stop, baby Take me all the way to the sky, baby, baby I wanna go up there And I don't ever wanna come down I wanna see what's up there Actin' like I got it all figured out I wanna go up there And I don't ever wanna come down I wanna see what's up there Must be better than the hell on the ground Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Woo-ooh Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh It's freezin' fuckin' cold in the dead of night And I'ma drop the top with no Rogaine (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) And now might sound irrelevant but I prefer to stack my chips When everything fallin' (backwoods) And I ain't religious but I look into the sky And pray to anyone holy I been drinkin' way too much and man I got the blues Because my baby don't hold me Yeah, take me all the way to the top, baby Don't even if I tell you to stop, baby Take me all the way to the sky, baby, baby I wanna go up there And I don't ever wanna come down I wanna see what's up there Actin' like I got it all figured out I wanna go up there And I don't ever wanna come down I wanna see what's up there Must be better than the hell on the ground I wanna go up there And I don't ever wanna come down I wanna see what's up there Actin' like I got it all figured out I wanna go up there And I don't ever wanna come down I wanna see what's up there Must be better than the hell on the ground