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Dunsel Lyrics
And when the underworld's
Best kept secrets
Saw it's own reflection
I knew things had finally changed
For better or worse
Whatever as always
Midlife fires start to burn
They burn down our worn protection
I won't take pictures from their frame
Whatever as always
With their hands that sold me everything
Slapped a price tag on my chest
Bit my tongue and shut my mouth
Tried to blend in with the rest
But I'm a square peg
I'm a sore thumb
And it seems to me this apathy
Kills the life and honesty
It will deepen industry
All these songs sound so damn good
Even if their meaning's hollow
Hollow words dry out your mouth
And you might find it hard to swallow all this shit that we keep feeding to keep ourselves and you believing
That no money can change us then a door opens up and some devil persuades us
The songs we sung when we were just young
Have all but lost their meaning
But there's still a few things
Still a few things
Still a few things
That we keep on believing
Still a few things
There's still a few things
That we keep on believing
Shitty music just ain't worth makin
Smiles and thank-you's just aint worth faking
Some assholes' hands ain't worth shaking
And if it's not broken we need to break it
There's no such thing as unconditional
No contracts bind you in the end
Make no mistake, this is a killing ground
Blood hungry and camouflaged as friend
Select yes
At the end of this mess
If you get there then it's your only fucking option left
These days I don't know
The people I'm supposed to trust
And I don't trust these people
That I'm supposed to know
The handlebars on my dreams they slowly start to rust
Helped take everything and somehow you still know
And as the cocaine cowboys finally get their wings
And sell them all for blow
These days I don't know these people that I'm supposed to trust
And I dont trust these motherfuckers that I'm supposed to know
These handlebars on all my dreams they slowly start to rust
The cocaine cowboys finally get their wings too
Now they sell them all for blow
I make music for myself, not for hand jobs from the upper-tier or their undeserved wealth
Here's to their failing fucking health
I don't mean this in a hateful way, but when the people you love start walking away
The world gets harder each and every day
Take your last bite before it crumbles away
There's something inside me i just have to say
Love nothing
Trust no one
Just live for the motherfucking day
Best kept secrets
Saw it's own reflection
I knew things had finally changed
For better or worse
Whatever as always
They burn down our worn protection
I won't take pictures from their frame
Whatever as always
Slapped a price tag on my chest
Tried to blend in with the rest
But I'm a square peg
I'm a sore thumb
Kills the life and honesty
It will deepen industry
Even if their meaning's hollow
Hollow words dry out your mouth
And you might find it hard to swallow all this shit that we keep feeding to keep ourselves and you believing
That no money can change us then a door opens up and some devil persuades us
Have all but lost their meaning
But there's still a few things
Still a few things
Still a few things
That we keep on believing
Still a few things
There's still a few things
That we keep on believing
Smiles and thank-you's just aint worth faking
Some assholes' hands ain't worth shaking
And if it's not broken we need to break it
There's no such thing as unconditional
No contracts bind you in the end
Make no mistake, this is a killing ground
Blood hungry and camouflaged as friend
Select yes
At the end of this mess
If you get there then it's your only fucking option left
The people I'm supposed to trust
And I don't trust these people
That I'm supposed to know
Helped take everything and somehow you still know
And as the cocaine cowboys finally get their wings
And sell them all for blow
These days I don't know these people that I'm supposed to trust
And I dont trust these motherfuckers that I'm supposed to know
These handlebars on all my dreams they slowly start to rust
The cocaine cowboys finally get their wings too
Now they sell them all for blow
I make music for myself, not for hand jobs from the upper-tier or their undeserved wealth
Here's to their failing fucking health
The world gets harder each and every day
Take your last bite before it crumbles away
Love nothing
Trust no one
Just live for the motherfucking day
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This song is pretty straightforward. There's a lot of sorrow in this song I feel, somewhat reminiscent of "Empty Chairs At Empty Tables" [from Les Miserables]. I think most people will get the overwhelming sense of anger in this song, which is directed to the faceless men running the industry without a true sense of what music actually is. What I think a lot of people will miss is the sense of sadness that people I loved and trusted gave up. - Rody
the first set sounds like "smiles and thank yous just ain't worth faking" to me.
It's definitely:
"Love nothing trust no one..."
and I believe it's:
"Whatever, as always"
Several sections I think should be corrected, but only if you agree:
"warm protection" could be "worn protection," as in worn out and "I won't take bastards from their reign" should be "I won't take pictures from their frame"
"and it seems to me the sounds that they kills the life and honesty" should be "and it seems to me this apathy kills the life and artistry"
"and no money could change us" should be "that no money could change us"
killsomething is right- it's definitely "smiles and thank-yous"
"if you care then it's your only fucking option left" should be "if you get there and it's your only fucking option left"
"the hand ??? on my dreams" should be "the handlebars on my dreams slowly start to rust" and I think "??? helped take everything and somehow you still know" is "they'll take everything and somehow you still (know? low?)." Honestly not sure what the last word is.
Narekito is right- it's "cocaine cowboys."
"writing music for myself ??? and to the undeserving world here's to their feeling fucking health" should be "I make music for myself, not for hand jobs from the upper-tier or their undeserved wealth. Here's to their failing fucking health"
"I dont usually hate the way but when the people you love start walkin away, the world gets down to (reach?) and every day. take a last breath before it crumbles away" should be "I don't mean this in a hateful way, but when the people you love start walking away the world gets harder each and every day. Take your last bite before it crumbles away."
Narekito is right again- it's "whatever, as always" and "love nothing, trust no one"
This song is a blatant "fuck you" to the music industry.
Really good on most of these, except for #8. It's not "hand jobs" it's "hat-tips." Funny though... and as for the last word of number 6, it's "owe," as in "they'll take everything and somehow you still owe."
Really good on most of these, except for #8. It's not "hand jobs" it's "hat-tips." Funny though... and as for the last word of number 6, it's "owe," as in "they'll take everything and somehow you still owe."
Wouldnt be surprised if some of this was about Mark Spicoluk and the guys from Stereos, since they're all friends from back in the day when some of those guys were Closet Monster but now they've sold out to the new muchmusic generation and becoming record label A&R's for sony and whatever.... then again i could be reading too much in this :P
No contracts bind you in the end
^^ at that part its supposed to say "though contracts bind you in the end"
If anyone can understand what he says at the ???'s please say so, it will be much appreciated.
Also if you think one of the lyrics are wrong or something, they say something
"Cocaine cowboys" is what I think it is
"Cocaine cowboys" is what I think it is
I made all necessary corrections, thanks for the feedback!
Album's out...here are the correct lyrics from the booklet:
And when the underworld's best kept secret Saw it's own reflection I knew things had finally changed For better or worse Whatever, as always
When the mid-life fires start to burn And burned down our one protection I won't take pictures from their frame Whatever, as always
When the hands that sold me everything Slapped a price tag on my chest I bit my tongue and shut my mouth And tried to blend in with the rest But I'm a square ped, I'm a sore thumb
And it seems to me this apathy Kills the life in artistry And leaves us ankle deep in industry
All those songs sound so damn good Even if their meaning's hollow But hollow words dry out your mouth You might find it hard to swallow All the shit that we keep feeding To keep ourselves and you believing Than no money could change us Then a door opens up and some devil persuades us
The songs we sung When we were just young Have all lost their meaning But there's still a few things that we keep on believing
Shitty music just ain't worth makin' Smiles and thank-yous just ain't worth fakin' Some assholes' hands just ain't worth shakin' And if it ain't broken, we need to break it
There's no such thing as unconditional Though contracts bind you in the end Make no mistake, this is a killing ground Blood-hungry and camoflaged as friends Select 'yes' at the end of this mess If you get there And it's your only fucking 'option' left
These days, I don't know the people I'm supposed to trust And I don't trust these people that I'm supposed to know The handlebars on my dreams slowly start to rust They'll take everything and somehow you still owe As the cocaine cowboys finally get their wings and sell them all for blow
I make music for myself Not for hat-tips from the upper-tier and their undeserved wealth Here's to their failing fucking health
I don't mean this in a hateful way But when the people you love start walking away The walls get tighter each and every day You better take your last bite before it crumbles away And there's something inside me I just have to say Love nothing, trust no one Just live for the motherfucking day
God, the last minute of this song is like the most badass verse Rody has ever sung