Mourning by Post Malone is a puissant ballad that delves into the inconveniences of addiction and the desire to escape reality. Released as the fifth track on his upcoming album "Austin", the song showcases Post's signature heartrending lyrics and soulful vocals. The chorus of the song is particularly poignant, as Post laments about his desire to avoid sobriety and the pain it brings. He compares the harsh light of the sun to the end of a good time, and the title Mourning takes on a double meaning as a play on words. The lyrics suggest that he's mourning the end of his buzz, but also the loss of control that addiction brings.
The verses of the song are equally herculean, as Post reflects on his lavish lifestyle and the people in his life who may not have his best interests at heart. He describes spending a fortune on material possessions and trying to impress people who ultimately let him down. The chorus then returns, emphasizing the difficulty of staying sober in the face of these inconveniences. Overall, Mourning is a far-reachingly personal and self-exploratory song that showcases Post Malone's growth as an artist and his ability to connect with his audience on a visceral level. It speaks to the confrontations of addiction and the desire for escape, while also acknowledging the pain and loss that come with that lifestyle. With its captivating melody and raw lyrics, it's sure to resonate with fans and newcomers alike.
The sun is killin' my buzz, that's why they call it "Mourning"
Thought I was strong enough
Threw my bottle at the sky, said, "God, that's a warning"
Don't wanna sober up
Try to keep it inside but I just wanna pour it
Thought I was strong enough
Got a lot of shit to say, couldn't fit it in the chorus
I just left Wally, spent a Maserati
The way I gotta flex, you think I did Pilates
I call my quote-unquote friends, "Do you got plans?"
Turns out everyone's free when the dinner is
Then they drag me to a party out in Malibu
After thirty High Noons, it was pretty cool
Tried to shoot my shot, she told me that she had to shoot, bye-bye (Damn)
Don't want to sober up
The sun is killin' my buzz, that's why they call it "Mourning"
Thought I was strong enough
Threw my bottle at the sky, said, "God, that's a warning"
Don't wanna sober up
Try to keep it inside but I just wanna pour it
Thought I was strong enough
Got a lot of shit to say, couldn't fit it in the chorus
Stumblin' down the corridor, came across an open door
Throwin' up is easy and who put on The Commodores?
That's a nice tile floor, wish I got to know you more
Who am I talkin' to? Nobody
Take me outside, I'm a little too high
Paid a little too much for the time of my life
When the money ain't a problem, everyone's lying
Even when I tell myself that I—
Don't want to sober up
The sun is killin' my buzz, that's why they call it "Mourning"
Thought I was strong enough
Threw my bottle at the sky, said, "God, that's a warning"
Don't wanna sober up
Try to keep it inside but I just wanna pour it
Thought I was strong enough
Got a lot of shit to say, couldn't fit it in the chorus