"Fast car" is kind of a continuation of Bruce Springsteen's "Born to Run." It has all the clawing your way to a better life, but in this case the protagonist never makes it with her love; in fact she is dragged back down by him.
There is still an amazing amount of hope and will in the lyrics; and the lyrics themselve rank and easy five. If only music was stronger it would be one of those great radio songs that you hear once a week 20 years after it was released. The imagery is almost tear-jerking ("City lights lay out before us", "Speeds so fast felt like I was drunk"), and the idea of starting from nothing and just driving and working and denigrating yourself for a chance at being just above poverty, then losing in the end is just painful and inspiring at the same time.
I'm going there to give 'em cash, hear 'em laugh bring 'em back
If i cant tear down these walls I'll slip 'em through the cracks.
If that crack ain't big enough, I'm sick enough to get committed,
Where he's been I ain't been, allowed to visit, and I miss him.
They put me in a submission hold, got him living in a hole.
Give me the rope, pull it back, cut him slack he's getting old.
This cold does nothing for his brittle bones..he's shaking.
Always put on hold that prison phone's always taken
They put me on a speaker but my voice is breaking up.
I'd like to think he caught bits and pieces before the gates got shut
RAISE IT UP
Somebody cover me, I'm going in, with razor cuts, and something ugly that I
know within
Can't afford the luxury of exposing everything, but I've been doing the best
that I can.
I take it day by day, just one step at a time, and I don't need a sobriety test to walk the line
Walking on this tightrope with arms open wide, hoping to find you live and well on the other side
So I could give you this gift as a symbol
When I felt the rope loosen, I knew i missed my window
He really did love you, you know.. pat pat..I said 'Get your fucking hands off
my back'
This is my passage into adulthood and I need not
Small talk fingers fishing from a weak spot---i used to dream a lot
In search for meaning in a sleepwalk
The only time I find myself having a deep talk
But now I never sleep 'cause sleep is the cousin of death
One can never rest depending on how up the drugs get
Upset, submit me to a blood test
Find no trace of my words reverting back to...wait, that wasn't what I meant
My right eye is sunrise, the left is sunset, the moonshine ain't got me drunk
yet
My tongue's wet for the lunar eclipse, and when you're flat broke ain't nothing you wont do for a fix
It's a beautiful mix of Jesus-Juice from my lips
And words that are stuck so I stirred 'em up with a crucifix
And this is where I found a friend in Christ
I also found a few spikes and I decided to use them as pegs on my bike
So you could have a place to ride when I broke you out of that vice
And now I'm going back to rehab.
I'm going back to rehab...back to back..going back to rehab...I dont drink
though
I'm going back as a dead again Christian, with a medicine prescription, the other friend of Bill ..let let let me in
Get me outta this
Hooked up to plugs and wires while dogs sniff for a powdered substance
In a town of judgments with glass house development
Cookie-cutter Republican school-book intelligence
They ain't never considered how just one rock, could crack the whole facade now they call the ski slingshots
I will not meditate on the sermon
Heaven's gate is burning so we self-medicate with bourbon
While their collection players turn into a person
I've turned into a second rate person, but I'm not the first
This isn't your typical cry for help
I tried to melt, but someone stopped the trickling with a bible belt
Reminded me of tourniquets and heroin nods
Now that, that right there, that's one hell of a God
You cant match magic with an addict that's got a mapping compass
In order to find a substance and match dick that functions
A searching and fearless immoral inventory
'Til every person with a story begins to bore me
I did what i had to do to get
To the place where your face wasn't such a blurry mess
I took all our favorite promises and dreams that we kept,
You weren't hard to find, all it took was 13 steps
If i cant tear down these walls I'll slip 'em through the cracks.
If that crack ain't big enough, I'm sick enough to get committed,
Where he's been I ain't been, allowed to visit, and I miss him.
They put me in a submission hold, got him living in a hole.
Give me the rope, pull it back, cut him slack he's getting old.
This cold does nothing for his brittle bones..he's shaking.
Always put on hold that prison phone's always taken
They put me on a speaker but my voice is breaking up.
I'd like to think he caught bits and pieces before the gates got shut
RAISE IT UP
Somebody cover me, I'm going in, with razor cuts, and something ugly that I
know within
Can't afford the luxury of exposing everything, but I've been doing the best
that I can.
I take it day by day, just one step at a time, and I don't need a sobriety test to walk the line
Walking on this tightrope with arms open wide, hoping to find you live and well on the other side
So I could give you this gift as a symbol
When I felt the rope loosen, I knew i missed my window
He really did love you, you know.. pat pat..I said 'Get your fucking hands off
my back'
This is my passage into adulthood and I need not
Small talk fingers fishing from a weak spot---i used to dream a lot
In search for meaning in a sleepwalk
The only time I find myself having a deep talk
But now I never sleep 'cause sleep is the cousin of death
One can never rest depending on how up the drugs get
Upset, submit me to a blood test
Find no trace of my words reverting back to...wait, that wasn't what I meant
My right eye is sunrise, the left is sunset, the moonshine ain't got me drunk
yet
My tongue's wet for the lunar eclipse, and when you're flat broke ain't nothing you wont do for a fix
It's a beautiful mix of Jesus-Juice from my lips
And words that are stuck so I stirred 'em up with a crucifix
And this is where I found a friend in Christ
I also found a few spikes and I decided to use them as pegs on my bike
So you could have a place to ride when I broke you out of that vice
And now I'm going back to rehab.
I'm going back to rehab...back to back..going back to rehab...I dont drink
though
I'm going back as a dead again Christian, with a medicine prescription, the other friend of Bill ..let let let me in
Get me outta this
Hooked up to plugs and wires while dogs sniff for a powdered substance
In a town of judgments with glass house development
Cookie-cutter Republican school-book intelligence
They ain't never considered how just one rock, could crack the whole facade now they call the ski slingshots
I will not meditate on the sermon
Heaven's gate is burning so we self-medicate with bourbon
While their collection players turn into a person
I've turned into a second rate person, but I'm not the first
This isn't your typical cry for help
I tried to melt, but someone stopped the trickling with a bible belt
Reminded me of tourniquets and heroin nods
Now that, that right there, that's one hell of a God
You cant match magic with an addict that's got a mapping compass
In order to find a substance and match dick that functions
A searching and fearless immoral inventory
'Til every person with a story begins to bore me
I did what i had to do to get
To the place where your face wasn't such a blurry mess
I took all our favorite promises and dreams that we kept,
You weren't hard to find, all it took was 13 steps
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Going Back to Rehab Lyrics as written by Laura Escude Ryan Bowersock
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Lord Huron
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This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
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Hayalperest
Hayalperest
This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
Blue
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran
“Blue” is a song about a love that is persisting in the discomfort of the person experiencing the emotion. Ed Sheeran reflects on love lost, and although he wishes his former partner find happiness, he cannot but admit his feelings are still very much there. He expresses the realization that he might never find another on this stringed instrumental by Aaron Dessner.
Amazing
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran tells a story of unsuccessfully trying to feel “Amazing.” This track is about the being weighed down by emotional stress despite valiant attempts to find some positivity in the situation. This track was written by Ed Sheeran from the perspective of his friend. From the track, we see this person fall deeper into the negative thoughts and slide further down the path of mental torment with every lyric.
I honestly think you're completely off. In an interview Sage mentions something along the lines of sometimes having to get your hands dirty in order to be able to have relations with a person. And in the cd booklet he has a quote about not being able to threaten an alcoholic who has already lost it all. So in other words, I think this song is about having to stoop down to a friend/family member's level in order to be able to see them because they have gotten so caught up in what they do that they have forgotten about you/don't give a fuck anymore. In this case, Sage talks about "getting" in to rehab to see some kind of drug addicted friend. I think this song is possibly directed to his uncle or whoever it is he's talking about in "Crack Pipes" considering crack pipes has a 12 steps reference (AA's program) and this song has a 13 steps reference (possibly some kind of mockery?). And while this song could be a direct reference, I think it's obviously also metaphorical to any mirrored case considering I don't think Sage ever went to rehab (he's a drugless vegetarian).
As for religion, I don't think Sage has many good things to say about religion. I think he's lost complete touch with Christianity. It seems like he's mocking it in this song talking about how you can't cure an addict with god ("You cant match magic with an addict thats got a mapping compass"). And at his show a few years ago, he brought along Jared Paul who's about the most atheistic person I've ever met (listen to "Jesus in a Bowl of Germs"). I mean for Christ's sake (no pun intended), Sage says "God's a bitch" in A Healthy Distrust.
Either way, amazingly powerful song which perfectly intertwines "PCP Poetry." I think after a few listens, I found this song even more powerful than "Crack Pipes."
For everyone about the 13 steps idea, this is also a possibility I found when i googled "13 steps":<br /> unexplained-mysteries.com/forum/index.php<br /> <br /> Basically what it says is that in Seattle there is a crypt that has 13 steps that lead to nothing. Symbolically it means the 13 steps that lead to hell. "You weren't hard to find,<br /> All it took was 13 steps" could mean that the person this song is for is going to hell with all the broken promises they had for each other. <br /> Just an idea<br />