Teeth marks on the skin
The greatest trick the devil ever played was convincing me that I was him
We like to feel the blood and fat dripping off our gums
She likes to talk directly down the barrel of her gun
Learning to perfect the ancient art of quiet rape
You've always been so warm and calculated I owe you a thanks
Eyes wide shut, I promise not to fall awake
Lick the guillotine and tell you how the gasoline tastes.
The grass is always greener on the other pesticide
solemn precious crept through the mess to shed it's infectious high
Words for me to know and you to find
Guilty, the almighty praised adrenaline,
such an underwhelming thrill.
Where there's a will there's a wake,
Burn me at the stake,
Who the hell am I trying to fool?
I'm a fool I feel so fake.
One last goodbye before I take my .45
Shoot a hole in the sky, rip it open
And climb inside.

Empathy is the poor man's cocaine
And love is just a chemical by any other name
I like the way your pheromones make me sleepy
This far away I still smell you inside me (2x)

Tie me down 'till my sweet nothing's sour
I screwed up trying to squeeze 65 minutes from an hour
Outnumbered by such a large amount
No wonder why we lost the battle, the counter-culture can't count.
Welcome to my private hell
There's no one to fight now enjoy myself
I'd rather drown than ask for help
I wish I was someone else.
Mr. Perfect, Misconstrued
Lead the way, follow through
Probably hate me, I do too
You're so much like me I feel sorry for you.
But I think you're pretty, pretty sure
You will profit you will get hurt,
I eat my words they taste like dirt.
I'm only ashamed because I know what it's worth.
Find my comfort, inside blame
Shove my pride back down my face
My worst habits waking up at least once a day,
Balance barefoot on a needle heaven's just a jump away.

Empathy is the poor man's cocaine
And love is just a chemical by any other name
I like the way your pheromones make me sleepy
This far away I still smell you inside me (2x)


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  • +4
    General CommentOkay, I might be wrong but this song has strong symbolism and literal references to Heroine. Things that illustrate that theme seem to be "My worst habits wakin' up at least once a day,
    Balance barefoot on a needle heaven's just a jump away."

    A lot of the song deals with the intense emotions surrounding heroine addiction. There's the anxiety, depression, hopelessness, suicidal tendencies all displayed in the rhymes.

    The chorus seems to explore the idea that emotions such as sympathy are a drug of sorts. Possibly playing around the idea that the 'high' from feeling a connection with another person is mind altering in nature.

    I like how a lot of the songs explore similar themes, even in the smile music video you see blatant references to heroine (the cuts to what appears to be water/blood/oil and the woman with black veins).

    Anyway, That's all I got, Cheers mates.
    m3rkon December 26, 2009   Link
  • +2
    General CommentJust like said below, DOPE. I believe this line pretty much tells it all, "The greatest trick the devil ever played was convincing me that I was him". Him feeling the same emotions as the devil is/or went through.

    ::Speak Your Mind::
    plum3riaerikaon July 22, 2009   Link
  • +1
    General CommentSO DOPE
    conoroberst123on July 13, 2009   Link
  • +1
    General CommentOnly the dopest of songs. "My worst habits wakin' up at least once a day, / Balance barefoot on a needle, heaven's just a jump away," is so damn good.
    johboson July 20, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General Comment??? "cryptic" messages?
    CIA420on July 27, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General Commentsome of this is wrong

    Here you guys go. (the fast part he does is hard to distinguish)
    But after slowing it down in an audio editor, i believe i pinned it.
    ----

    Teeth marks on the skin
    The greatest trick the devil ever played was convincing me that I was him
    We like the feel of blood and fat drippin' of our gums
    She likes to talk directly down the barrel of her gun
    Learnin' to perfect the ancient art of die or rape
    You've always been so warm and calculated I owe you a thanks
    Eyes wide shut, I promise not to fall awake
    Lick the guillotine and tell you how the gasoline tastes
    The grass is always greener on the other pesticide
    Tell em' presence kept with the message shed its infectious high
    Was for me to know and you to find..Guilty
    The almighty praise adrenaline, such an underwhelming thrill
    Where there's a will there's a wake
    Burn me at the stake
    Who the hell am I tryin' to fool
    I'm a fool I feel so fake
    One last goodbye before I take my 45
    Shoot a hole in the sky, rip it open
    And climb inside.


    Empathy is the poor man's cocaine
    And love is just a chemical by any other name
    I like the way your pheromones make me sleepy
    This far away I still smell you inside me
    X2


    Tie me down till my sweet nothin's sour
    I screwed up tryin' to squeeze 65 minutes from an hour
    Outnumbered by such a large amount
    No wonder why we lost the battle, the counterculture can't count
    Welcome to my ..private hell
    There's no one to fight now enjoy myself
    Rather drown than ask for help
    I wish I was someone else
    Mister Perfect, misconstrued
    Lead the way, follow through
    Probably hate me, I do too
    You're so much like me I feel sorry for you
    But I think you're pretty, pretty sure
    You will profit you will get hurt
    Ate my words they taste like dirt
    I'm only ashamed because I know what it's worth
    Find my comfort, inside blame
    Shove my pride back down my face
    My worst habits wakin' up at least once a day
    Balance barefoot on a needle heaven's just a jump away

    Empathy is the poor man's cocaine
    And love is just a chemical by any other name
    I like the way your pheromones make me sleepy
    This far away I still smell you inside me

    DaxFlowLyfeon August 05, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General Commenthe's talking about when he did drug and battling with schivophrania and the addiction. trying to do soon much with such little time and wondering what life would be like with out the fame. know he could turn back to the drugs for the feeeling.
    cbakkeon August 24, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General Commentyour lyrics are wrong.

    "Teeth marks on the skin
    The greatest trick the devil ever played was convincing me that I was him
    We like to feel the blood and fat dripping off our gums
    She likes to talk directly down the barrel of her gun
    Learning to perfect the ancient art of quiet rape
    You've always been so warm and calculated I owe you a thanks
    Eyes wide shut, I promise not to fall awake
    Lick the guillotine and tell you how the gasoline tastes.
    The grass is always greener on the other pesticide
    solemn precious crept through the mess to shed it's infectious high
    Words for me to know and you to find
    Guilty, the almighty praised adrenaline,
    such an underwhelming thrill.
    Where there's a will there's a wake,
    Burn me at the stake,
    Who the hell am I trying to fool?
    I'm a fool I feel so fake.
    One last goodbye before I take my .45
    Shoot a hole in the sky, rip it open
    And climb inside.

    Empathy is the poor man's cocaine
    And love is just a chemical by any other name
    I like the way your pheromones make me sleepy
    This far away I still smell you inside me (2x)

    Tie me down 'till my sweet nothing's sour
    I screwed up trying to squeeze 65 minutes from an hour
    Outnumbered by such a large amount
    No wonder why we lost the battle, the counter-culture can't count.
    Welcome to my private hell
    There's no one to fight now enjoy myself
    I'd rather drown than ask for help
    I wish I was someone else.
    Mr. Perfect, Misconstrued
    Lead the way, follow through
    Probably hate me, I do too
    You're so much like me I feel sorry for you.
    But I think you're pretty, pretty sure
    You will profit you will get hurt,
    I eat my words they taste like dirt.
    I'm only ashamed because I know what it's worth.
    Find my comfort, inside blame
    Shove my pride back down my face
    My worst habits waking up at least once a day,
    Balance barefoot on a needle heaven's just a jump away.

    Empathy is the poor man's cocaine
    And love is just a chemical by any other name
    I like the way your pheromones make me sleepy
    This far away I still smell you inside me (2x)"
    kaesion January 21, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General Commenti believe only one person can possibly know what these song means, if even that. we all just get our own impression and lesson of some sort from them.
    starvedeskimoon August 30, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI just want to say, Eyedea did NOT kill himself. He overdosed. Street drugs can have varying levels of purity, and if you're used to getting 40% purity and all of a sudden you get 80% you can easily take too much and die. It is a common thing that happens to people (not that I condone it) such as Heath Leger, or more recently Philip Seymour Hoffman.

    Stop trying to understand the lyrics like they were a suicide note. Sure Eyedea did drugs, but so do a lot of people. Don't take away from his thought provoking lyrics by reading/listening to it with a judgmental lens. Open your mind to his world, he was a very, very wise person and I would of given anything to speak with him.
    TiredStudenton April 14, 2014   Link

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