@[Diderik:33655] "Your a holiday!" Was a popular term used in the 50s/60s to compliment someone on their all around. For example, not only are they beautiful, but they are fun and kind too ... just an all around "holiday".
I think your first comment is closer to being accurate. The singer/song writers state "Millions of eyes can see, yet why am i so blind!? When the someone else is me, its unkind its unkind". I believe hes referring to the girl toying with him and using him. He wants something deeper with her, thats why he allows himself to be as a puppet (even though for her fun and games) as long as it makes her happy. But he knows deep down that she doesnt really want to be serious with him and thats what makes him.
Tell me how these things traced with colors filled with black debris
And how these loyal, living Reich were nameless things swept out of sight
Dead through the streamers on the sky past neon words where we
Remember those killed by names we each call, are you happy where you are?
Blind to this impending fate
We'll let the world carry our weight
Its back breaks with every mile
But we all live in denial
Can we be saved, has the damage all been done?
Is it too late to reverse what we've become?
A lesson to learn at a crucial point in time
What's mine was always yours, and yours is mine
Let's go!
And so we carry on each day as if our lives were not so real
While every breath that we take, we only suffocate
First bouts of delirium and scenes of homeless Democrats
On Wall Street, a single mom of three, a TV personality
I'm blind to this impending fate
We'll let the world carry their weight
Its back breaks with every mile
But they all live in denial
Can we be saved, has the damage all been done?
Is it too late to reverse what we've begun?
A lesson to learn at a crucial point in time
What's mine was always yours, and yours is mine
Save us from what we have become tonight
Eyes glazed with distrust, no sense of wrong or right
Save us from what we have become tonight
Eyes glazed with distrust, no sense of wrong or right
Save us from what we have become tonight
Eyes glazed with distrust, no sense of wrong or right
Can we be saved, has the damage all been done?
Is it too late to reverse what we've become?
A lesson to learn at a crucial point in time
What's mine was always yours, and yours is mine
And how these loyal, living Reich were nameless things swept out of sight
Dead through the streamers on the sky past neon words where we
Remember those killed by names we each call, are you happy where you are?
Blind to this impending fate
We'll let the world carry our weight
Its back breaks with every mile
But we all live in denial
Can we be saved, has the damage all been done?
Is it too late to reverse what we've become?
A lesson to learn at a crucial point in time
What's mine was always yours, and yours is mine
Let's go!
And so we carry on each day as if our lives were not so real
While every breath that we take, we only suffocate
First bouts of delirium and scenes of homeless Democrats
On Wall Street, a single mom of three, a TV personality
I'm blind to this impending fate
We'll let the world carry their weight
Its back breaks with every mile
But they all live in denial
Can we be saved, has the damage all been done?
Is it too late to reverse what we've begun?
A lesson to learn at a crucial point in time
What's mine was always yours, and yours is mine
Save us from what we have become tonight
Eyes glazed with distrust, no sense of wrong or right
Save us from what we have become tonight
Eyes glazed with distrust, no sense of wrong or right
Save us from what we have become tonight
Eyes glazed with distrust, no sense of wrong or right
Can we be saved, has the damage all been done?
Is it too late to reverse what we've become?
A lesson to learn at a crucial point in time
What's mine was always yours, and yours is mine
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Chamber the Cartridge Lyrics as written by Christopher Chasse Brandon Barnes
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Tell me how these things traced with colors filled with black debris And how these loyal, living Reich were nameless things swept out of sight Dead through the streamers on the sky past neon words where we Remember those killed by names we each call, are you happy where you are?
He sets up a setting, he points out the buildings and the bright neon signs of the city. He talks about how desensitized we all are, referring to the mother of three on wall street. He even goes further and calls this woman a TV personality, as if trying to say that reporters care more about showing off to the public, rather than helping her.
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Save us from what we have become tonight Eyes glazed with distrust, no sense of wrong or right
Are explaining how the scents of right and wrong has diminished, and how we all cant trust each other. Tim is pleading for this to be fixed.
I also believe that the first words of the track, not the song, but the track
This is noise
Are also important. He is referring to the fact that the song is just media, and how we don't act on it, even though he is pointing out common wrongs in life, no one acts on it. Its a social commentary about how a plea for help is just noise.