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A Man Alone Lyrics
I woke up this morning with out a face.
I've fooled myself again,
I've sold myself again.
Another wasted day counting shades of gray,
Another fool's attempt to fall from grace.
A casual line.
A sip of wine to sympathize,
While you're laughing.
But on the inside,
I've lost the insight that just might be the truth...
Old man loneliness is a son of a bitch
Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch...
Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days,
Who could stand veins with friends like these?
I pick my teeth out of the mud,
And sink the sun, what have you done?
I cut the bandages,
Remove the oxygen,
Hey man what's with that stupid grin?
But I cut and bleed myself along,
A man alone can do no wrong...
Another wasted day counting shades of gray,
Another fool's attempt to fall from grace...
Old man loneliness is a son of a bitch
Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch...
Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days,
Who could stand veins with friends like these?
Old man loneliness is a son of a bitch
Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch...
Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days,
Who could stand veins with friends like these?
(taste of sunshine...devil on my time)
No sympathy for the devil
God gave him wings, God gave him wings...
No sympathy for the devil
God gave him wings, God gave him wings...
These hands; they've made for you...
(No sympathy for the devil)
(God gave him wings, God gave him wings)
Your wings that stick to you.
It's dirt beneath your fingertips,
It hurts too much to wait for it.
It's dirt beneath your fingertips,
It hurts too much to wait for it.
It's dirt beneath your fingertips,
It hurts too much to wait for this...
Old man loneliness is a son of a bitch
Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch...
Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days,
Who could stand veins with friends like these?
Old man loneliness is a son of a bitch
Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch...
Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days,
Who could stand veins with friends like these?
(taste of sunshine...devil on my time......a man alone)
I've fooled myself again,
I've sold myself again.
Another wasted day counting shades of gray,
Another fool's attempt to fall from grace.
A casual line.
A sip of wine to sympathize,
While you're laughing.
But on the inside,
I've lost the insight that just might be the truth...
Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch...
Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days,
Who could stand veins with friends like these?
And sink the sun, what have you done?
I cut the bandages,
Remove the oxygen,
Hey man what's with that stupid grin?
But I cut and bleed myself along,
A man alone can do no wrong...
Another wasted day counting shades of gray,
Another fool's attempt to fall from grace...
Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch...
Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days,
Who could stand veins with friends like these?
Old man loneliness is a son of a bitch
Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch...
Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days,
Who could stand veins with friends like these?
(taste of sunshine...devil on my time)
God gave him wings, God gave him wings...
No sympathy for the devil
God gave him wings, God gave him wings...
(No sympathy for the devil)
(God gave him wings, God gave him wings)
Your wings that stick to you.
It's dirt beneath your fingertips,
It hurts too much to wait for it.
It's dirt beneath your fingertips,
It hurts too much to wait for it.
It's dirt beneath your fingertips,
It hurts too much to wait for this...
Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch...
Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days,
Who could stand veins with friends like these?
Old man loneliness is a son of a bitch
Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch...
Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days,
Who could stand veins with friends like these?
(taste of sunshine...devil on my time......a man alone)
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In the beginning, I think Nate is trying to say that he feels as if he no longer has his own identity or his own soul. he wants to fall away from society and to disappear from the public eye and the "sip of wine to sympathize while you're laughing" line, I think thats supposed to mean that he resorts to certain things in order to not let gossip and mockery get to him. When he says: "But on the inside, I've lost the insight that just might be the truth..." I think he's trying to say that he has forgotten what is real and he's starting to believe all the gossip about him.
but im bored so ill figure out the rest laterr
My take is similar to the previous person saying "Nate is trying to say that he feels as if he no longer has his own identity or his own soul. he wants to fall away from society and to disappear from the public eye"...
I woke up this morning with out a face. (he woke up without a reassuring identity, possibly about his music) I've fooled myself again, (he thought by waking up anew, he would be different. but he was wrong.) I've sold myself again. (did lots of things to try and change, didnt happen.) Another wasted day counting shades of gray, (counting shades of gray=another way of saying he went through lots to find the right fit) Another fool's attempt to fall from grace. (self-explanatory). A casual line. (line could be verbal, like a casual remark someone can make to brush off criticism. or...dare i say...a line of coke?) A sip of wine to sympathize, While you're laughing. But on the inside, I've lost the insight that just might be the truth... (like the person above said)
Old man loneliness is a son of a bitch (loneliness can be like a Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch... (like a problem that keeps bothering, you keep trying to fix it but can never exactly get to it) Cut off all loose ties, then bleed for days, (the people he's surrounded by take their time to help him while he struggles, before 'cutting him loose'. Then when he needs them the most, they leave again and let him deal with a new problem, or 'scratching the itch too hard so that he bleeds the death'.) Who could stand veins with friends like these? (who can stand to have something they love, music perhaps, with friends who are so in and out like that regarding their support)
i think these next lines are regarding the new album I pick my teeth out of the mud, (after getting knocked down by retarded press and critics, he's getting his things back together again) And sink the sun, what have you done? (people think 'what have you done' like why did u throw away what gave you life in the first place, perhaps that driving poppy sceamo that finch used to thrive on) I cut the bandages, Remove the oxygen, (after 'surgery', or finch's reinvention they revealed themselves...) Hey man what's with that stupid grin?(some might think, 'whats with the new style' or "grin" since some people come out of surgery with strange new faces. joker/batman similarity...?)
The rest I haven't really thought out yet.
To me this song has the whole lack of identity theme but also about feeling victimised and mistreated by "friends". I can't be fucked to analyse the whole thing but heres the general message I get from the chorus. Old man lonliness is a son of a bitch-he feels excluded by everyone Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch-he can't escape or control it Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days- He wants to cut himself off from everyone but he knows it'll just hurt him more Who can stand veins with friends like these?- Obvioulsy about self harm. He hates whats happening so he takes it out on himself. As for the rest of the song just relate it back to my theory nd it should make sense. This song is fucking awsome, I;ve had the album for ages but not listened to it much nd I put it on the other day and this song just stuck out to me. Go buy it!
finch has broken up just thought i'd let u all knw...u prbly already know...but yea...it sucks...they could've been so much better