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Touch Yourself Lyrics
The stand will suffice, I suppose.
A tunnel painted on a brick wall.
When the crowd arives in droves,
they won't question the depth at all.
I got a weak heart, so I've heard.
I wouldn't know because it hasn't said a word.
All the winters, not a sound.
It probably never had a chance to thaw out.
You don't touch what you want to survive.
So this distance is keeping me alive
Until the ones that have loved me are dead,
I will hold my breath and pray that my aim is true.
The meat sits in my blind spot.
The maze around it is the meal I want.
The meat sits in my blind spot.
Hallelujah, got a trophy kill.
(2)
Maybe the flesh will have its day.
Maybe the meaning will not get in the way.
God saves every third person, (x3)
but he won't help us if we help ourselves.
I only marvel at existence in the language existence permits.
Most hearts make terrible sounds, so I laugh.
An army of images stalks the land in search of ideas.
I sm struck only when I think to step back.
So a stand in will suffice,I suppose
A tunnel painted on a brick wall
When the crowd arrives in droves,
they don't question the depth at all.
A tunnel painted on a brick wall.
When the crowd arives in droves,
they won't question the depth at all.
I wouldn't know because it hasn't said a word.
All the winters, not a sound.
It probably never had a chance to thaw out.
You don't touch what you want to survive.
So this distance is keeping me alive
Until the ones that have loved me are dead,
I will hold my breath and pray that my aim is true.
The maze around it is the meal I want.
The meat sits in my blind spot.
Hallelujah, got a trophy kill.
(2)
Maybe the meaning will not get in the way.
God saves every third person, (x3)
but he won't help us if we help ourselves.
I only marvel at existence in the language existence permits.
Most hearts make terrible sounds, so I laugh.
An army of images stalks the land in search of ideas.
I sm struck only when I think to step back.
A tunnel painted on a brick wall
When the crowd arrives in droves,
they don't question the depth at all.
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Pure poetry. We strive so hard to attain illusion. But somehow it's amusing when you see it. I think it's actually about the lyricist enjoying being lost. Weak-hearted, without sincere compassion for shit he's supposed to care about. And all the while, knowing that he wants the chase, not the kill. Cause that's being lost. And we really don't get it. We try to hum along. But he knows. And he laughs.
What does "God saves every third person" refer to?
I think he's sarcastically saying that God, in the Judeo-Christian sense, doesn't save everyone. Only those that devoutly follow the faith. He then says, "But he won't help us if we help ourselves." This is a play on the old saying "God helps those who help themselves" and Keith is showing the hypocrisy in that type of relationship, when referring to the "every third person" line. It could also be an allusion to "helping one's self" to the excesses of existence, thus invalidating your soul to be saved.
I think he's sarcastically saying that God, in the Judeo-Christian sense, doesn't save everyone. Only those that devoutly follow the faith. He then says, "But he won't help us if we help ourselves." This is a play on the old saying "God helps those who help themselves" and Keith is showing the hypocrisy in that type of relationship, when referring to the "every third person" line. It could also be an allusion to "helping one's self" to the excesses of existence, thus invalidating your soul to be saved.
bmobasco has it pretty much sown up. But there are a couple of things I'd like to point out:
"I got a weak heart, so I've heard. I wouldn't know because it hasn't said a word. All the winters, not a sound. It probably never had a chance to thaw out. You don't touch what you want to survive. So this distance is keeping me alive Until the ones that have loved me are dead, I will hold my breath and pray that my aim is true. "
I think in the beginning, the narrator is explaining how he used to be sensitive to the feelings and tragedies of the world, but has slowly become desensitized to them. Maybe he had a bad experience with a significant other, causing his heart to grow cold. In the middle section of the stanza, I feel like he's referring to humanity as a whole. Human beings are a very destructive force as seen with the various environmental disasters occurring all around the world and the consumption of resources. We're literally born to procreate, consume, and die. The narrator is applying this fact to even the people we love, that even if we care about them, we still destroy them in the end. Finishing up the stanza, it seems like he's embracing his basic purpose, maybe even a little bitterly, and praying that his aim is true.
"Maybe the flesh will have its day. Maybe the meaning will not get in the way."
The first few lines are fairly simple. He's referring to true nature of relationships and his desensitization to them. Life in existential terms is a search for purpose and meaning to find a reason for existence. The narrator doesn't care about that anymore and simply wants to fulfill his basic physical desires.
"I only marvel at existence in the language existence permits. Most hearts make terrible sounds, so I laugh. An army of images stalks the land in search of ideas. I am struck only when I think to step back"
Even though we've learned to communicate through speech and expression, he still feels limited in the basic humanistic understanding of existence. The last two lines refer to human identity only existing within the realm of human consciousness. Everyone has an image of themselves or one they try to portray outwardly. With all of this pushing and pulling within humanity, the narrator is only enlightened when he steps back from the imposed structures of society and accepted behavior, to peer through the veils we've created and see what we truly are.
Atleast. thats my interpretation.