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The Upwards War And The Down Turned Cycle Lyrics
All my friends always talk about
The stories of moving on and getting out
Then packing up and heading south
Their heads full of hopes and dreams
They’re just like me
My friends aren’t going anywhere
My friends all act so unaware
Now they have to face
Their best plans have all gone up in flames
They’re just looking for something to take
To break up the day to day and all it’s
Loneliness, vacant space
The tragedy of minimum wage
All my friends always talk about
The stories of moving on and getting out
Then packing up and heading south
Their heads full of hopes and dreams
They’re just like me
My friends are worried about last calls
And working jobs at shopping malls
Because they’re in between
A mixed up pride and apathy
So tonight they’ll talk of calling in
Calling in with bitter grins
Laughing at the state they’re in
What a mess, I’m just like them
All my friends always talk about
The stories of moving on and getting out
Then packing up and heading south
Their heads full of hopes and dreams
They’re just like me
So they’re sleep walking their way through life
Sitting there and getting by
Like all the other friends of mine
Wishing for something more
Wishing for something more
All my friends always talk about
The stories of moving on and getting out
Then packing up and heading south
Their heads full of hopes and dreams
They’re just like me
The stories of moving on and getting out
Then packing up and heading south
Their heads full of hopes and dreams
They’re just like me
My friends all act so unaware
Now they have to face
Their best plans have all gone up in flames
To break up the day to day and all it’s
Loneliness, vacant space
The tragedy of minimum wage
The stories of moving on and getting out
Then packing up and heading south
Their heads full of hopes and dreams
They’re just like me
And working jobs at shopping malls
Because they’re in between
A mixed up pride and apathy
So tonight they’ll talk of calling in
Calling in with bitter grins
Laughing at the state they’re in
What a mess, I’m just like them
The stories of moving on and getting out
Then packing up and heading south
Their heads full of hopes and dreams
They’re just like me
Sitting there and getting by
Like all the other friends of mine
Wishing for something more
Wishing for something more
The stories of moving on and getting out
Then packing up and heading south
Their heads full of hopes and dreams
They’re just like me
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yet another beautiful song by LTJ. i love how their lyrics are almost decipherable, but it's got some sort of inpenetratable covering that leaves you wondering what they really mean.
Then packing up and heading south Their heads full of hopes and dreams They’re just like me...
I think this song is about growing up, moving through the motions of life and having to face a rather dull reality. Yet, no matter how bleak their circumstances are, they always hold onto this hope that things are going to get better and have more meaning. These people always say that they are going to change things, but I think the song is rather cynical, in that this hope of betterment will likely always remain a hope.
Simple song really. It's about being stuck in a dead end job and the inablilty to change your circumstances and the misery that goes along with that. You use alcohol, humor, and hopes to numb the pain of it, but you're still stuck in the same shitty cycle. Story of my fucking life, to quote Mike Ness