The Day Felt Wrong

Rebellion Unveiled: Eyehategod's Dark Tale
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Lyrics

Brothers and sisters

Addressing a collective audience of brothers and sisters.

Locked in the war room

Referring to a room dedicated to strategic discussions during a conflict or crisis.

Toxic to a fault

Being harmful or destructive to an extreme degree.

Stashed in the state room

Hidden or kept away in a secure room associated with the government or authority.

Breaking police code

Violating the rules followed by law enforcement.

Lethal, illegal

Possessing a deadly nature and being against the law.

Scalded and choked

Suffering intense heat and restriction, possibly metaphorical.

The only one on the homicide floor

Sole occupant in an area where homicides are investigated.

Rejected by society

Outcast or rejected by mainstream society.

No exit strategy

Lacking a planned method to leave a situation, possibly dire.

Abandon and primal

Left alone and instinctively primal, resisting lawful detention.

Resisting arrest

Opposing or fighting against being arrested.

Mardi gras and scissors

Mixing celebratory and cutting elements, possibly representing a chaotic scenario.

Stuck fast, glue traps

Being firmly stuck, akin to being caught in a trap using adhesive.

Structure falls, bare walls

The collapse of a framework, leaving only bare walls.

Cult of guilt, methadone

A group or culture bound by guilt and dependence on methadone.

Chemical terms

Including terms related to chemicals, possibly representing a drugged or altered state.

Cheated by authority

Deceived or let down by those in authority.

Provoked to revenge

Provoked to seek revenge, likely due to perceived injustice.

No room with a view

Lacking a pleasant or desirable view.

Secrets are what we do

Engaging in secretive activities.

Trivial kicks

Engaging in actions that are insignificant or unimportant.

Who do we hit

Raising the question of who to target or attack.

Hostages say my name

Hostages identifying the speaker by name, implying a position of power.

Numbers spit drunk

Random or unintelligible numbers spoken under the influence of alcohol.

Who do you trust

Raising the question of whom to place trust in.

Blank slate, damaged state

Starting anew with a clean slate, possibly damaged by previous actions.

Sawed off, wasted cross

Having a shortened shotgun and a wasted or ineffective symbol of faith.

Who do we hit

Raising the question of who the collective should target or attack.

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