Lyrics: Camden
I never said it but I know that I Can't picture anything past twenty-five Not like I care to know the timing Not like I'm looking for that silence Self-diagnosing 'til I'm borderline I'll do whatever helps to sleep at night Until I'm feeling like an island Until I'm strong enough to hide it What was I thinking looking for a sign? As if I've ever seen the stars align Somebody take over the driving Somebody notice how I'm trying Somebody notice how I'm trying When I'm toeing that line All of the time Calling it fine Calling it fine Toeing that line All of the time Calling it fine Calling it fine How do you call it when You're in your head? Like when you're really keep inside of it I only talk into the mirror I'm only scared of getting bigger At least I'll never turn to cigarettes My brother shielded me from all of that He said that smoking was a killer He said he knows that I've been bitter Maybe I'm waiting for the go ahead The validation that I never get Most of the game is unfamiliar Most of the girls are getting thinner When I'm toeing that line All of the time Calling it fine Calling it fine Toeing that line All of the time Calling it fine Calling it fine All of me, a wound to close But I leave the whole thing open I just wanted you to know I was never good at coping All of me, a wound to close But I leave the whole thing open I just wanted you to know I was never good at coping All of me, a wound to close But I leave the whole thing open I just wanted you to know I was never good at coping All of me, a wound to close But I leave the whole thing open I just wanted you to know I was never good at coping I never said it but I know that I Can't picture anything past twenty-five Not like I care to know the timing Not like I'm looking for that silence I never said it but I know that I I bury baggage 'til it's out of sight I think it's better if I hide it I really hope that I'll survive this
Camden: A Deep Dive Into Vulnerability and Growth
Wrestling with Uncertainty
“Camden” opens with a raw admission: the narrator struggles to imagine a future beyond their mid-twenties. This uncertainty permeates the song, echoing the anxieties of young adulthood. The lyrics touch on themes of mental health, self-diagnosis, and the pressure to appear “fine” even when toeing the line between coping and unraveling.
The Weight of Expectations
Throughout the song, the artist explores the desire for validation and the fear of vulnerability. Lines like “Somebody notice how I’m trying” and “I only talk into the mirror” reveal an internal battle between seeking support and hiding pain. The mention of family, especially the brother’s guidance, adds a layer of hope and protection amid the struggles.
Open Wounds and Hope for Healing
The recurring refrain, “All of me, a wound to close, but I leave the whole thing open,” captures the challenge of healing while remaining exposed. The closing lines suggest a cautious optimism—a hope to survive and eventually find peace, even if that means carrying hidden baggage for a little longer.
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