When Yer Twenty Two Lyrics
Dying against the machine
The whole thing leaves
You a nothing instead of a these
The sun is black and the black halos fly
And your number is backwards again when you try
The sound is so cute when you're 22
When you're 22
You're living against the machine
The whole thing leaves
You a nothing instead of a these
The bone is cracked and the cracked eggshells fly
And your number is backwards again when you drive
The whole thing's removed when you're 22
When you're 22
Amazing, especially if your 22 years old; 22 year-olds will be singing and feeling this song a billion years from now. (at least my greatgreatgreatgreatgreat.....grandkids will, cuz i'm gonna leave them my cd's, whatever the fuke they will be a billion yrs from now)
im 22 and i like this song!!!
Haha, this song makes no sense...
The whole thing leaves You a nothing instead of a these
I was 16 when i first heard this song and thought, "22 is soooo far away". Now I'm 28 going on 29 :(. It's hard listening to this song now.
I'm twenty two. It has been the most transitional, transcendental, and existential time of my life. I've stopped dying against the world by over-analyzing people and hating how terrible humanity actually is and now I'm living against life by believing in my personal goals and believing in my relevance. Its like I have confidence in myself yet I walk amongst a backdrop of sheer hell and confusion. The sun is black, my number is backwards, I'm going outside of myself and walking on the crazy scramble of the masses yet trying not to leave a trace by cracking the eggshells. But no matter what, they crack because that is what people want to happen if you haven't cracked the shells yet. And when yer twenty two trying to make music, people don't give you any respect because your music is grungy and totally has no meaning or purpose other than loud noise because you can't play your instruments and you're just some underground punks trying to be "different". And so people will try to steal your thunder so you never quite feel good enough. And so you're bone has cracked, THEY'VE swallowed YOUR pride and the eggshells are flying and your caught in that whirlwind of rage. And all you can do is wait until the eggshells have landed and all is calm. Then you realize when you get to a quiet place where you can think(like driving)and you realize the whole thing is removed when yer twenty two; being so young and ignorant still, you realize that any trouble you caused, any anger you felt, is gone because there is still a lot of growing to do. The whole thing leaves you alone, a nothing, with no superlatives other than you are alone. You are free. So you start over and try again.