| Vance Joy – Mess Is Mine Lyrics | 5 years ago |
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@[Thebrueggs:33847] Though I agree with the initial anatomy, I feel that you are plucking feathers at a virgin. Let's reimagine this song as a Serbian folk tale. The boy in this song is trying to deflower the brain of the female bussom. She is trying to hide the fact that her life is ending, yet she still is ready to give it up. When you dig even deeper, you start to put the song together piece by piece. Sex. Not the worship of it, yet without it, what is gender. To squeeze the milk out the tits? To pee out of the balls? Without this interpersonal connection between these two ethnicities, the writer might as well be singing his eulogy to the creator. The creator of love. The creator of laughing. The omniscient present within us all. That spot on our taint that makes us giggle as we sit down one last time. Without that, we are nothing. |
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