To me this song is some rebellious part of myself ("Another part of you ...") talking to the "conventional" me I only allow myself to be henceforth ("... gone to waste"). The rebellious part, left in the shadows, in the cold and the night for the conventional/social me to "fit in" the rest of society, is reminding me of my righteous anger and desire to destroy or at least cause damage to a corrupt system I once had the will to fight against, and not become a slave to.
This rebellious persona has been stabbed in the back, treacherously by this coward who wants to "fit in" ("You killed me faced down dead"), but there is still a fraction of hope, as he says "Don't lock the door on me" : the door is still open and the imprisoned anger (you can see a man behind bars in the clip) can still be unleashed and channelled, also "Another part of me falls for you" : while this rebel is alive it will carry on feeding the existence of the conventional me and not let him feel comfortable being a happy little slave.
To me this song is some rebellious part of myself ("Another part of you ...") talking to the "conventional" me I only allow myself to be henceforth ("... gone to waste"). The rebellious part, left in the shadows, in the cold and the night for the conventional/social me to "fit in" the rest of society, is reminding me of my righteous anger and desire to destroy or at least cause damage to a corrupt system I once had the will to fight against, and not become a slave to.
This rebellious persona has been stabbed in the back, treacherously by this coward who wants to "fit in" ("You killed me faced down dead"), but there is still a fraction of hope, as he says "Don't lock the door on me" : the door is still open and the imprisoned anger (you can see a man behind bars in the clip) can still be unleashed and channelled, also "Another part of me falls for you" : while this rebel is alive it will carry on feeding the existence of the conventional me and not let him feel comfortable being a happy little slave.