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 dried my eyes, now I'll crust them with sleep
I'll crust them over
She begged me, "Don't hate me"
She spun me a story
Where winning looks like losing and I'm winning every time
So thread spools, sweetie, get ready
Until my silk is sold
Growing up
Growing up
Growing up
Yeah, I'll find myself anew
Yeah, I'll find myself anew
I've dried my eyes, now it's "Rushmore"
I'm deep with futures like Chicago
No, Glenview never meant a thing to me
She never meant a thing to me
'Cept for putting idealists in a body bag
Forget it
I'll go out tonight and piss on her doorstep
And listen to The Misfits "Where Eagles Dare"
To swallow whole
Up
Growing up
Growing up
(Go)
Whoa, I guess I'm my own better half
Whoa, I guess I'm my own better half
Whoa, yeah, I guess I'm on my own
I guess I'm on my own
I guess I'm on my own
I guess I'm on my own
I'll crust them over
She begged me, "Don't hate me"
She spun me a story
Where winning looks like losing and I'm winning every time
So thread spools, sweetie, get ready
Until my silk is sold
Growing up
Growing up
Growing up
Yeah, I'll find myself anew
Yeah, I'll find myself anew
I've dried my eyes, now it's "Rushmore"
I'm deep with futures like Chicago
No, Glenview never meant a thing to me
She never meant a thing to me
'Cept for putting idealists in a body bag
Forget it
I'll go out tonight and piss on her doorstep
And listen to The Misfits "Where Eagles Dare"
To swallow whole
Up
Growing up
Growing up
(Go)
Whoa, I guess I'm my own better half
Whoa, I guess I'm my own better half
Whoa, yeah, I guess I'm on my own
I guess I'm on my own
I guess I'm on my own
I guess I'm on my own
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i love the song 'dead on arrival' i wish i knew how to add lyrics again cos i wanna stick that song on