If you break these moth wing feelings
Powdering dust on your fingers
This talks about the "fragile" feelings
For those who have never done it: when you touch a moths wings it sort of breaks down and your fingers get full of dust.
We know we're not praying we're kneeling
Hard enough just to say you believe them
The singer is expressing perhaps the level of commitment they might have already reached... not just hoping for somthing to happen.
Singer is having trouble thinking that the other person believes the outside influences
"Well how the heck did you think you could beat them
At the same time that you're trying to be them"
How could the other person think that she could continue unaffected by the outside influences if it continues in contact with them?
Hard enough just to say you don't need it when they
Took it up while you were still eating
Well satellite, satellite skin
The other person knows it wants its relationship but is pushed to saying it doesn't.
The other participant of the relationship didn't protect its interests
The "satellite skin" is the how broken up the singer is after what was done
Just enough just to say you don't mean it
Well, when everybody's willing to listen
Oh satellite, satellite skin
The other person saying that they don't really feel the same for the other person
This is what others want to listen
This hurts the singer, sucumbing to peer pressure in such a way
You can say what you want you're forgiven
Well happy fucking congratulations
The singer still loves the other person regardless of what is said, its kind of hard to get mad for long with someone you like.
Singer is frustrated with this advantage the other person has
Well everyone, everyone wins
Just like being in my own solar system
Sarcastic. Singer doesn't
Being left alone
Doing good things but then totally eclipse them
Oh what's the use, oh what the hell
(Lost before we had a cause, had a cause)
Others don't let the singers partner see the good in him
despair
Remembering when there was a reason for their feelings
If you break these moth wing feelings
Butterfly knives in the ceiling
If you break this delicate feelings...
somthing that wasn't supposed to happen (???)
Well everyone, everyone's waiting
Detachments get praised and completed
Sarcastic. The pressure the other person is feeling or has felt
You, the detachment, will get support
You can say what you want and not mean it
When no one really seems to be waiting
You can always lie, no one will really know. This includes yourself
But there is no real pressure
If you sweep up this mess I've created
Nothing's left to show I existed
Except satellite, satellite skin
If you erase my effect on you
It will be as if i never existed
except the bits and pieses after you've broken me up
Asking for a question
Was it easier said than was actually done?
Do you even believe that
Do you even believe that there's a race to be won?
Did it really satisfy you to cave in??
Do you really think this is a competition?
If you break these moth wing feelings
I have seen it all because satellite skin
Over innocent eyes
If you go through with this
i have seen it all
because i haven't done anything wrong
I'd like to know these morbid opinions
Get stacked in all those usual avoided spots
I would like to know what they say
and how you let them build up
Just to tell you how I could not have seen
Through to the gist of those unhappy
Happy accidents
to point out that i wouldn't have fallen for those things
and ignored all those experiences we lived through toghether
For those who care to read this interpretation:
If you break these moth wing feelings Powdering dust on your fingers
This talks about the "fragile" feelings For those who have never done it: when you touch a moths wings it sort of breaks down and your fingers get full of dust.
We know we're not praying we're kneeling Hard enough just to say you believe them
The singer is expressing perhaps the level of commitment they might have already reached... not just hoping for somthing to happen. Singer is having trouble thinking that the other person believes the outside influences
"Well how the heck did you think you could beat them At the same time that you're trying to be them"
How could the other person think that she could continue unaffected by the outside influences if it continues in contact with them?
Hard enough just to say you don't need it when they Took it up while you were still eating Well satellite, satellite skin
The other person knows it wants its relationship but is pushed to saying it doesn't. The other participant of the relationship didn't protect its interests The "satellite skin" is the how broken up the singer is after what was done
Just enough just to say you don't mean it Well, when everybody's willing to listen Oh satellite, satellite skin
The other person saying that they don't really feel the same for the other person This is what others want to listen This hurts the singer, sucumbing to peer pressure in such a way
You can say what you want you're forgiven Well happy fucking congratulations
The singer still loves the other person regardless of what is said, its kind of hard to get mad for long with someone you like. Singer is frustrated with this advantage the other person has
Well everyone, everyone wins Just like being in my own solar system
Sarcastic. Singer doesn't Being left alone
Doing good things but then totally eclipse them Oh what's the use, oh what the hell (Lost before we had a cause, had a cause)
Others don't let the singers partner see the good in him despair Remembering when there was a reason for their feelings
If you break these moth wing feelings Butterfly knives in the ceiling
If you break this delicate feelings... somthing that wasn't supposed to happen (???)
Well everyone, everyone's waiting Detachments get praised and completed
Sarcastic. The pressure the other person is feeling or has felt You, the detachment, will get support
You can say what you want and not mean it When no one really seems to be waiting
You can always lie, no one will really know. This includes yourself But there is no real pressure
If you sweep up this mess I've created Nothing's left to show I existed Except satellite, satellite skin
If you erase my effect on you It will be as if i never existed except the bits and pieses after you've broken me up
Asking for a question Was it easier said than was actually done? Do you even believe that Do you even believe that there's a race to be won?
Did it really satisfy you to cave in?? Do you really think this is a competition?
If you break these moth wing feelings I have seen it all because satellite skin Over innocent eyes
If you go through with this i have seen it all because i haven't done anything wrong
I'd like to know these morbid opinions Get stacked in all those usual avoided spots
I would like to know what they say and how you let them build up
Just to tell you how I could not have seen Through to the gist of those unhappy Happy accidents
to point out that i wouldn't have fallen for those things and ignored all those experiences we lived through toghether