Sacrifice my vanity, kick off my heels
A careless weight on your hatred
I understand it's so simple; a simple "please"
To keep the faithful on a wounded knee.
To the madness I do confess:
I never see myself as blessed
(Confused, unaddressed)
Like a saviour I do caress,
The truth is boredom more or less
(Unused, obsessed)
My time is only given to you
Too much to choose
It's not mine to contemplate If I can lose
This blood on my shoes.
Compromise in full extreme, cut off my heels
Name a price on what's sacred
Guaranteed I've got something;
A royal disease
Take a flood to clean these streets
To the madness I do confess: forever see myself as blessed
(Immune, obsessed)
like a saviour I do caress
The truth is boredom, it's excess
(Take more, give less)
My time is only given up to you
Too much to choose
It's not mine to contemplate if I can lose
With this blood on my shoes...
(I think the punctuation may be important in extracting the proper context)
I would say that most of the previous posters are right, but, given the arc of the whole album from start to finish, there's a certain context that can be gleaned. Tracks like "Tesko Suicide" very cleanly comment on a resurgent "female empowerment" trend: women (and with them, girls) taking the reins of a hitherto exclusively masculine sexual role that, according to Sneaker Pimps, is ultimately empty.
At this point in the narrative (that is, the album "Becoming X"), the spokeswoman is describing the painful disparity between how women's emotional priorities and this newly flexed sexual dominance do not, in fact, align.
Sacrifice my vanity, kick off my heels A careless weight on your hatred I understand it's so simple; a simple "please" To keep the faithful on a wounded knee.
To the madness I do confess: I never see myself as blessed (Confused, unaddressed) Like a saviour I do caress, The truth is boredom more or less (Unused, obsessed)
My time is only given to you Too much to choose It's not mine to contemplate If I can lose This blood on my shoes.
Compromise in full extreme, cut off my heels Name a price on what's sacred Guaranteed I've got something; A royal disease Take a flood to clean these streets
To the madness I do confess: forever see myself as blessed (Immune, obsessed) like a saviour I do caress The truth is boredom, it's excess (Take more, give less) My time is only given up to you Too much to choose It's not mine to contemplate if I can lose With this blood on my shoes...
(I think the punctuation may be important in extracting the proper context)
I would say that most of the previous posters are right, but, given the arc of the whole album from start to finish, there's a certain context that can be gleaned. Tracks like "Tesko Suicide" very cleanly comment on a resurgent "female empowerment" trend: women (and with them, girls) taking the reins of a hitherto exclusively masculine sexual role that, according to Sneaker Pimps, is ultimately empty.
At this point in the narrative (that is, the album "Becoming X"), the spokeswoman is describing the painful disparity between how women's emotional priorities and this newly flexed sexual dominance do not, in fact, align.
Great album, seminal trip-hop work.
(correction: a close listen is sure she says "UN-obsessed" in the second stanza, verse 1)
(correction: a close listen is sure she says "UN-obsessed" in the second stanza, verse 1)