In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
Spray the masses with gunfire
Foreign pigs will live in fear
They never learn
Light the match
Flames burn higher
I need to exterminate the queers
My stomach turns
Would not heed your worthless cries
Strike with fear
Cause I won't wait
Your misery
Stick your fingers in my eyes
Just like somebody blind by hate They cannot see
Prompted from my own self doubt
I need to hate them because they're strange
They never learn
I have plucked my own eyes out
I live a life that's ruled by rage
My stomach turns
Powered by elders lies
Strike with fear
Cause I won't wait
Your misery
Stick your fingers in my eyes
Just like somebody blind by hate
No they cannot see
Spray the masses with gunfire
Foreign pigs will live in fear
They never learn
Light the match
Flames burn higher
I need to exterminate the queers
My stomach turns
Would not heed your worthless cries because
Strike with fear
Cause I won't wait
Your misery
Stick your fingers in my eyes
Just like somebody blind by hate They cannot see
Just like somebody blind by
Just like somebody blind by hate
They cannot see
I see somebody blind by
No, no, no, you cannot
Just like somebody blind by
Just like somebody blind by
Just like somebody blind by hate
They cannot see
Just like somebody blind by hate
You know they
You know they
You know they
You know they cannot see
Just like somebody blind by
Just like somebody blind by
Just like somebody blind by hate
They cannot see
Just like somebody blind by
Just like somebody blind by
Just like somebody blind by hate
Because you blind
No, no because you blind
If you'd open your eyes
Then maybe you could see
A figment of closed minds
You know education is the key
Hate sparks will create fire
I see you're STOOPID blind
I know you cannot see
Prompted from my own self doubt
I need to hate them because they're strange
They never learn
I have plucked my own eyes out
(Say WHAT?!)
I live a life that's ruled by rage
My stomach turns
Powered by elders lies
Strike with fear
Cause I won't wait
Your misery
Stick your fingers in my eyes
Just like somebody blind by hate
No they cannot see
Foreign pigs will live in fear
They never learn
Light the match
Flames burn higher
I need to exterminate the queers
My stomach turns
Would not heed your worthless cries
Strike with fear
Cause I won't wait
Your misery
Stick your fingers in my eyes
Just like somebody blind by hate They cannot see
Prompted from my own self doubt
I need to hate them because they're strange
They never learn
I have plucked my own eyes out
I live a life that's ruled by rage
My stomach turns
Powered by elders lies
Strike with fear
Cause I won't wait
Your misery
Stick your fingers in my eyes
Just like somebody blind by hate
No they cannot see
Spray the masses with gunfire
Foreign pigs will live in fear
They never learn
Light the match
Flames burn higher
I need to exterminate the queers
My stomach turns
Would not heed your worthless cries because
Strike with fear
Cause I won't wait
Your misery
Stick your fingers in my eyes
Just like somebody blind by hate They cannot see
Just like somebody blind by
Just like somebody blind by hate
They cannot see
I see somebody blind by
No, no, no, you cannot
Just like somebody blind by
Just like somebody blind by
Just like somebody blind by hate
They cannot see
Just like somebody blind by hate
You know they
You know they
You know they
You know they cannot see
Just like somebody blind by
Just like somebody blind by
Just like somebody blind by hate
They cannot see
Just like somebody blind by
Just like somebody blind by
Just like somebody blind by hate
Because you blind
No, no because you blind
If you'd open your eyes
Then maybe you could see
A figment of closed minds
You know education is the key
Hate sparks will create fire
I see you're STOOPID blind
I know you cannot see
Prompted from my own self doubt
I need to hate them because they're strange
They never learn
I have plucked my own eyes out
(Say WHAT?!)
I live a life that's ruled by rage
My stomach turns
Powered by elders lies
Strike with fear
Cause I won't wait
Your misery
Stick your fingers in my eyes
Just like somebody blind by hate
No they cannot see
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