In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
Guillotine yeah
Sit in the dark and ponder how I'm fit to make the bottom fall through the floor
And they all fall down yeah
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, yeah
Out of the shadows barrage of witch tongue
Cobra spit over apocalyptic cult killer cauldron smoke
Stomp music seriously yeah
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
Can't stop the groove licks jaws clear off them locks relentless raw movement
Fit to knock you from here to that g-spot body rock connected
To everything you want, ever did want
We got it why not come get it, stick your head in that hole
And watch me drop this cold guillotine death sentence yeah
Yeah, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, yeah
Hidden art, between and beneath, every fragmented, figure of speech
Tongue in reverse, whenever the beat, causes my jaws to call
Out out out out, yeah
The screens flashing red, can't see shit but heads
Spinning exorcist like planets
Out of orbit off the edge
Off mine axis whipping through doors to far more than all that's ever been said, yeah
Tie the chord kick the chair and you're dead, yeah
Yeah, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
Guillotine yeah, guillotine yeah
Head of a trick in a bucket
Body of a trick in a bag
And thrown in the fire like fuck it
Gotta burn it before it goes bad
One too many times been disgusted
By the stench of rot is such a drag yeah
Get broke by the street like blood stained glass, yeah
Choke on these nuts till the very last, yeah
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
Serial number, killing machine
The illest of means
To an end built on the filthy sound
You're experiencing, yeah
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
Guillotine yeah, guillotine yeah
Tinted windows, bulletproof
The slip knot fixing rope to noose
To the grave stone grinder of cold steel
The passion that blinds me so I feel yeah
Can't let go, no it flows through our veins
Blows through our tunnels and rattles our chains
And they all fall down, yeah
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
Guillotine yeah
Sit in the dark and ponder how I'm fit to make the bottom fall through the floor
And they all fall down yeah
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, yeah
Out of the shadows barrage of witch tongue
Cobra spit over apocalyptic cult killer cauldron smoke
Stomp music seriously yeah
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
Can't stop the groove licks jaws clear off them locks relentless raw movement
Fit to knock you from here to that g-spot body rock connected
To everything you want, ever did want
We got it why not come get it, stick your head in that hole
And watch me drop this cold guillotine death sentence yeah
Yeah, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, yeah
Hidden art, between and beneath, every fragmented, figure of speech
Tongue in reverse, whenever the beat, causes my jaws to call
Out out out out, yeah
The screens flashing red, can't see shit but heads
Spinning exorcist like planets
Out of orbit off the edge
Off mine axis whipping through doors to far more than all that's ever been said, yeah
Tie the chord kick the chair and you're dead, yeah
Yeah, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
Guillotine yeah, guillotine yeah
Head of a trick in a bucket
Body of a trick in a bag
And thrown in the fire like fuck it
Gotta burn it before it goes bad
One too many times been disgusted
By the stench of rot is such a drag yeah
Get broke by the street like blood stained glass, yeah
Choke on these nuts till the very last, yeah
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
Serial number, killing machine
The illest of means
To an end built on the filthy sound
You're experiencing, yeah
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
Guillotine yeah, guillotine yeah
Tinted windows, bulletproof
The slip knot fixing rope to noose
To the grave stone grinder of cold steel
The passion that blinds me so I feel yeah
Can't let go, no it flows through our veins
Blows through our tunnels and rattles our chains
And they all fall down, yeah
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