So this has been.my favorite song of OTEP's since it came out in 2004, and I always thought it was a song about a child's narrative of suffering in an abusive Christian home. But now that I am revisiting the lyrics, I am seeing something totally new.
This song could be gospel of John but from the perspective of Jesus.
Jesus was NOT having a good time up to and during the crucifixion. Everyone in the known world at the time looked to him with fear, admiration or disgust and he was constantly being asked questions. He spoke in "verses, prophesies and curses". He had made an enemy of the state, and believed the world was increasingly wicked and fallen from grace, or that he was in the "mouth of madness".
The spine of atlas is the structure that allows the titan to hold the world up. Jesus challenged the state and in doing so became a celebrated resistance figure. It also made him public enemy #1.
All of this happened simply because he was doing his thing, not because of any agenda he had or strategy.
And then he gets scourged (storm of thorns)
There are some plot holes here but I think it's an interesting interpretation.
I hope that the doctors in your town
Can give you the pills that you crave
I hope that they teach your mind how to behave
And I hope that Jesus still saves
I hope that Jesus still saves
I know the doctors in my town
And I know how much they get paid
It takes convertibles to hear what I say
But it takes heaven to hear me pray
It takes heaven to hear me pray
So when you wake up in the morning
And you're too scared to go to school
Don't tell them all that you're leaving
And don't you play the fool 'cause baby you're no fool
You're no fool
You're no fool
You're no fool
I know that you won't let me touch you
'Cause I've got hands made of ice
And they crack and dissolve when they feel something nice
And they melt at a terrible price
And they melt at a terrible price
I know that you won't let me love you
'Cause you've got hair made of snow
And if it fell off of my bed where could it possibly go
'Cept down to the river below
Except down to the black river below
So when you come home in the evening
And you're too scared to go to bed
Don't tell them all that you're staying
And don't you say you're dead 'cause baby you're not dead
You're not dead
You're not dead
You're not dead
You're not dead...
You're not dead...
You're not dead...
You're not dead...
You're not dead...
You're not dead...
You're not dead...
You're not dead...
Can give you the pills that you crave
I hope that they teach your mind how to behave
And I hope that Jesus still saves
I hope that Jesus still saves
I know the doctors in my town
And I know how much they get paid
It takes convertibles to hear what I say
But it takes heaven to hear me pray
It takes heaven to hear me pray
So when you wake up in the morning
And you're too scared to go to school
Don't tell them all that you're leaving
And don't you play the fool 'cause baby you're no fool
You're no fool
You're no fool
You're no fool
I know that you won't let me touch you
'Cause I've got hands made of ice
And they crack and dissolve when they feel something nice
And they melt at a terrible price
And they melt at a terrible price
I know that you won't let me love you
'Cause you've got hair made of snow
And if it fell off of my bed where could it possibly go
'Cept down to the river below
Except down to the black river below
So when you come home in the evening
And you're too scared to go to bed
Don't tell them all that you're staying
And don't you say you're dead 'cause baby you're not dead
You're not dead
You're not dead
You're not dead
You're not dead...
You're not dead...
You're not dead...
You're not dead...
You're not dead...
You're not dead...
You're not dead...
You're not dead...
Lyrics submitted by Chuckowski
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there are definitely a few ways to interpret this song. One of the least likely ones is that it's about cancer. The talk of doctors, hair falling out, etc...but the most obvious one is depression. The person in question really needs and has probably become addicted to pain or depression medications, and now needs more and more expensive doctors to help her. A lot of people with depression don't want to let people near them or let them love them for fear that they will get hurt. My guess is that the artist is on the receiving end of this, and is desperately trying to help his girlfriend. The snow piece is a bit tricky: 1. Snow and winter are usually associated with sadness and depression, and the black river below could mean where she was before the medications