Buckle the Spine
Embracing Chains: POLTERGUTS' Deep Dive into Guilt and Freedom
Lyrics
Carry the guilt until it buckles my spine.
Feeling the weight of guilt to the point of physical strain.
I am indebted to this system even after I die.
Acknowledging a lasting obligation to the societal system even in death.
I guess it's true when they say nothing is free cause being pushed and pulled feels like the same fucking thing.
Expressing the feeling that everything comes at a cost, and the experience of being manipulated feels similar to being coerced.
When it’s bought, sold, still in a hole, should I be grateful I can't stand on my own?
Questioning whether inability to stand alone is a reason for gratitude in a world where everything seems to be controlled.
When the Good Shepherd comes and breaks my bones, it makes it hard to feel like freedom, chained to the narrow road.
Describing a conflicting sense of freedom when a supposed benevolent figure causes harm, highlighting the struggle on a constrained path.
Free will the final nail in my coffin, free falling straight to the bottom.
Linking free will to a self-destructive path, descending rapidly to a low point.
Born in sin, but somehow that’s still my problem. When I was made in his image.
Exploring the paradox of being born in sin but identifying with a divine image, questioning personal responsibility.
In the end, it means nothing.
Conveying a nihilistic perspective on life, suggesting ultimate insignificance.
Sons of dust. There is no god in any of us.
Rejecting the existence of god within humanity, emphasizing a shared mortality.
Just a docile husk, submissive enough to put our trust in a love we're undeserving of.
Describing humanity as submissive, placing trust in an undeserved love.
Life for a life, that's a pretty good price when you're picking up the slack left by Jesus Christ.
Considering life as a valuable exchange, sarcastically mentioning picking up the slack left by Jesus Christ.
Life for a life, but you don’t get to decide.
Acknowledging the concept of sacrificing one's life for another but questioning the lack of control in the decision.
I like it here at the bottom where they know me by name.
Expressing comfort in a state of familiarity and recognition at the bottom, possibly referring to a low point in life.
I used to think I wanted out, but now I'm begging to stay.
Contrasting a previous desire to escape with a current preference to remain in a challenging situation.
When you can say that this ain't where I should be, but that's the shit that I take very personally.
Acknowledging the discrepancy between the perceived and desired place, taking it personally.
Buckle the spine.
Repeating the physical strain metaphor, suggesting a continued burden.
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