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my attention is cashed so don't
talk to me anymore be the
subject terrifying or
important or pure
my cigarettes are spent so don't
expect productivity be the
matter just or crucial or
personal or reactive
my mind is a box and you put things in and you
take things out and it's empty
my mind is a box and you gut it then and you
flatten it and you leave me blank and the
world is big my body's small my
body's short the world is tall
so fill me up with chemicals or
other people's words
i shout it from this pretty hole in
modes and fifths and thirds
my mind is a box
my mind is a lie
my mind
my mind is a line running down my spine
like a vine of green and psychedelic
iridescent rainbows
my body is built like a function of mechanics
like a robot when he gives himself his
own petty instructions
my mind is a box and you put things in and you
take things out and it's empty
my mind is a box and you gut it then and you
flatten it and you leave me blank and the
world is big my body's small my
body's short the world is tall
so fill me up with chemicals or
other people's words
i shout it from this pretty hole in
modes and fifths and thirds
i steep up an infusion there and
pour it on these keys
i'm influenced so easily so
influence me please
just
fill me up with chemicals or
other people's words
i shout it from this pretty hole in
modes and fifths and thirds
i steep up an infusion there and
pour it on these keys
i'm influenced so easily so
influence me please
i'm influenced so easily so
influence me please
talk to me anymore be the
subject terrifying or
important or pure
my cigarettes are spent so don't
expect productivity be the
matter just or crucial or
personal or reactive
my mind is a box and you put things in and you
take things out and it's empty
my mind is a box and you gut it then and you
flatten it and you leave me blank and the
world is big my body's small my
body's short the world is tall
so fill me up with chemicals or
other people's words
i shout it from this pretty hole in
modes and fifths and thirds
my mind is a box
my mind is a lie
my mind
my mind is a line running down my spine
like a vine of green and psychedelic
iridescent rainbows
my body is built like a function of mechanics
like a robot when he gives himself his
own petty instructions
my mind is a box and you put things in and you
take things out and it's empty
my mind is a box and you gut it then and you
flatten it and you leave me blank and the
world is big my body's small my
body's short the world is tall
so fill me up with chemicals or
other people's words
i shout it from this pretty hole in
modes and fifths and thirds
i steep up an infusion there and
pour it on these keys
i'm influenced so easily so
influence me please
just
fill me up with chemicals or
other people's words
i shout it from this pretty hole in
modes and fifths and thirds
i steep up an infusion there and
pour it on these keys
i'm influenced so easily so
influence me please
i'm influenced so easily so
influence me please
Lyrics submitted by zweiundzwei
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People can tell her something and she agrees, but then that "chemical" is just ripped right from her when she sees another side, or she doesnt trust her reasoning.
The chemicals could also be referring to the things people say, and how it makes her feel.
Or hallucinagens and the words could be peer pressure? but I dont think thats it.
but whatever the influence she speaks of, she obviously enjoys it.
The song is kinda self explanitory though.
She wants someone to influence her- which is so easy to do because she doesn't have any natural inclinations- because she wants so badly to feel something. She herself is numb; life just passes over her, emotions break around her body, like water in a stream encountering a rock and splitting and passing to the sides. She can see the massive amounts of emotion breaking and swelling all around her, in the hearts and minds and actions of the people around her, but she simply cannot feel anything. This song is a testament to her desperation, and her willingness to do whatever it takes to feel anything at all.
"My attention is cashed so don't talk to me anymore, be the subject terrifying or important or pure". I think this statement is her mindset when she is simply too weary to try anymore. It's her when she has tried every moment of every day to feel something, to be moved to some passion, and has failed. She's saying not to speak to her with evidence of your perspective- so clearly brimming with emotion- evident in your voice. She's weary of seeing and being able to understand your emotion without ever being inspired to feel it.
"My body is built like a function of mechanics, like a robot when he gives himself his own petty instructions." She's telling herself to feel, she's going through the motions, she's making herself as open to passion as possible, but she's empty. The mechanics are all there, the actions all completed, but she doesn't feel anything. She feels like a machine, except that she can see the emotion and understand it; imagine the torment of glimpsing paradise through a barrier you can't seem to break.
"my mind is a line running down my spine"
Yep, that's the spinal chord!