Lyrics
Little square tab turned blues light violet
Reference to a psychedelic experience; a tab of a drug causing a shift in perception.
I don't sell drugs just buy them, summon my lycan
Not involved in drug dealing but indulges in drug use; references summoning a mythical wolf creature.
Cracked glass luck of the Irish
Symbolic reference to broken luck, associating with Irish superstitions.
Black mass none of us pious, try us
Acknowledgment of a lack of religious piety; defiance when challenged.
Teeth marks from the touch of my Midas
Imagery of leaving a mark or impact, comparing to the touch of Midas.
Reach hearts with a cut from a knife tip
Expressing the ability to emotionally wound others, using a knife as a metaphor.
Tight fists, typhus thoughts like a virus
Mind consumed by negative thoughts, likened to a contagious virus.
Spread like a plague pay alms to your highness
Negative influence spreading widely, possibly a commentary on societal issues.
Tatted death on the arms to remind them
Tattooed reminder of mortality, confronting the inevitability of death.
Swallowed sunshine for the darkness inside
Choosing to endure hardships (darkness) for personal growth (swallowing sunshine).
I got more cells than the stars in the sky
Feeling vast and complex, like the stars in the sky; a sense of isolation.
Guess I'm compartmentalized, excised
Admitting to emotional compartmentalization and removal of certain aspects.
Crash talk test drive left limbs on the asphalt
Reckless behavior with consequences, comparing it to a test drive.
Exhale gas head-trips from the capsules
Recreational drug use leading to altered perceptions and experiences.
That part, made abstract art
Creation of art from life's chaotic and bloody elements.
Out of blood puddles and the transplant parts
Using violent and grim experiences to create something meaningful.
No new friends just dust in the wind
Repetition of the chorus, emphasizing the theme of avoiding new connections.
Dead cells set sail gusts on my skin
-Everything ugly nothing to give
-Hands match blood on my lips
-No new friends just dust in the wind
-Dead cells set sail gusts on my skin
-Everything ugly nothing to give
-Hands match blood on my lips
-No new friends just dust in the wind
-Dead cells set sail gusts on my skin
-Everything ugly nothing to give
-Hands match blood on my lips
-No new friends just dust in the wind
-Dead cells set sail gusts on my skin
-Everything ugly nothing to give
-Hands match blood on my lips
-No new friends
Emphasizing the theme of avoiding new connections, repeated for emphasis.
No friends better than the fake friends
Highlighting the idea that fake friends are worse than having no friends at all.
Flowers always growing from my brainstem
Expressing disdain for cowardice and fake displays of emotion.
Now I'm writing poems for the ravens
-Cowards always showing that they're craven
-Feelings on display for entertainment
-Still I'm on a plain until I cave in
-I'll give it all away until I'm vacant
-Turn physical decay into a painting
-I'm Heaven high get stoned, let the eyes red glow
-Skin is like whetstone, send 'em my headstone
-Glimmer shine gemstones, winter hides chest bone
-Give 'em my flesh now, get in my Dead Zone
-Let's go find a rose patch full of petrol
-Let go sign ya toe tag with an XO
-Exoskeleton repellent from the death toll
-Sad the Impaler put the pale upon a bedpost
-No new friends just dust in the wind
Reiteration of the chorus, reinforcing the reluctance to form new friendships.
Dead cells set sail gusts on my skin
-Everything ugly nothing to give
-Hands match blood on my lips
-No new friends just dust in the wind
-Dead cells set sail gusts on my skin
-Everything ugly nothing to give
-Hands match blood on my lips
-No new friends just dust in the wind
-Dead cells set sail gusts on my skin
-Everything ugly nothing to give
-Hands match blood on my lips
-No new friends just dust in the wind
-Dead cells set sail gusts on my skin
-Everything ugly nothing to give
-Hands match blood on my lips
-No new friends
Final affirmation of the desire to avoid new friends, concluding the song.
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