Hippie Bullshit

Lost Innocence: A Rebellion Against Hippie Illusions
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Lyrics

You are always, always wandering

You consistently find yourself in a state of wandering or searching.


You lost your fear of dying

You no longer fear death.


Now everywhere you go

Everywhere you go, you don't feel a sense of belonging or comfort.


Nothing feels quite home

There's a lack of a true sense of home in your experiences.


I've had enough of this hippie bullshit

The singer expresses frustration with what they perceive as nonsensical or insincere behavior associated with a hippie lifestyle.


Me and all my friends are hypocrites

The singer and their friends are acknowledging their own hypocrisy.


You're holding on to the rope around your neck

Metaphorically, you're holding on to something that could be harmful or restrictive.


You would trade your life for innocence

You would sacrifice your life to regain a sense of innocence.


You are always, always wandering

Repetition of the idea of constant wandering.


You lost your fear of dying

Reiteration of the absence of the fear of death.


Now everywhere you go

Continuation of the theme of feeling out of place everywhere.


Nothing feels quite home

Continued lack of a true sense of home.


I've had enough of this hippie bullshit

Repeated expression of frustration with perceived hippie attitudes.


Me and all my friends are goddamn hypocrites

Acknowledgment of hypocrisy among the singer and their friends.


You're holding on to the rope around your neck

Continued metaphorical imagery of holding onto something potentially harmful.


You would trade your life for innocence

Reiteration of the willingness to trade life for innocence.


The medicine does not exist

The idea that a solution or cure does not exist.


You put the gun right to my head

A metaphorical scenario of someone pointing a gun at the singer's head, causing a profound impact on their identity.


I lost myself in the weight of it

The singer feels lost in the weight or consequences of the situation.


The medicine does not exist

Reiteration of the lack of a solution or cure.


I've had enough of this hippie bullshit

Reiteration of frustration with perceived hippie attitudes.


The weight of all this dark is hard to forget

The burden of darkness is challenging to forget or overcome.


I'm holding on to the rope around your neck

The singer is holding onto something potentially harmful around someone else's neck.


You would trade your life, FUCK your innocence

Intensification of the willingness to trade life, expressed with strong language.


I would trade my life for innocence

The singer expresses a personal willingness to trade their life for innocence.


I am always, always wandering

The singer, in the first person, is constantly wandering.


I am always, always wandering

Repetition of the singer's constant wandering, emphasizing a persistent sense of searching.


I am always, always wandering

Continued emphasis on the singer's perpetual wandering.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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