Gobbelins

Journey Through Gobbelins: Unveiling a World Beneath the Surface
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Lyrics

There's bats at the bottom of a bottoms-out bridge hear the echoes off their insect feast

Describing a desolate area with bats under a bridge, emphasizing the sound of their feeding on insects.

The bugs keep a'buzzin' though they’re hunted by the dozen

Despite being hunted, bugs continue buzzing, as everyone, even bugs, is considered a beast.

Cuz to bugs everybody's a beast

Expressing the idea that in the eyes of bugs, everyone is perceived as a threat or a "beast."

The flood is floodin' higher making mud beneath the fire

Describing a flood rising, creating mud beneath a fire, possibly symbolizing chaotic and challenging situations.

Where the food is always rancid or stale

Portraying an environment where food is consistently unpleasant, adding to the overall harsh conditions.

I remember where I'm from but I'm forgettin' who I was

Reflecting on the narrator's origin but expressing a struggle to remember their true identity.

Before I wound up tellin' this tale

Indicating the narrator is recounting a tale, suggesting a journey or experience that has affected their memory.

I’ve Gone where the Gobbelins Go, Gone where the Gobbelins Go

Repetition emphasizing the narrator's journey to a place called "Where the Gobbelins Go," possibly a metaphorical destination.

Gone Where the Gobbelins Go, BELOW BELOW BELOW

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I’ve Gone where the Gobbelins Go, Gone where the Gobbelins Go

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Gone Where the Gobbelins Go, BELOW BELOW BELOW

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There's a troll collecting tolls at the goddamned dam

Describing a troll at a dam, toll collection, and the harsh conditions faced by impoverished children, highlighting despair and decay.

Damning passerbys who buy by the pound

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His skinny skin is like leather weathered by the wet weather

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Whether sleepin' on the roof or the ground

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With the children in rags, splittin diseases and drags

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Blendin in with the filth they create

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Qe're all feeble in hope, so pass the needle and rope

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The days are numbered as we slumber on slate, we’ve…

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Gone where the Gobbelins Go, Gone where the Gobbelins Go

Reiteration of the journey to "Where the Gobbelins Go," emphasizing the depth or below-ground nature of this destination.

Gone Where the Gobbelins Go, BELOW BELOW BELOW

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We’ve Gone where the Gobbelins Go, Gone where the Gobbelins Go

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Gone Where the Gobbelins Go, BELOW BELOW BELOW

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And it feels unnatural to pay for sleep

Expressing discomfort with paying for basic needs, such as sleep, and hinting at a sinister event involving a dropped substance in the narrator's drink.

To pay for anything i don't intend to keep

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There's blood on the button of my button down shirt

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And the sun is so bright I can't think

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I remember the sauce behind the memory loss

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Somebody dropped a little drop in my drink

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You know the locomotive's motives are to haul and deliver

Metaphorically describing the motives of a locomotive and the narrator's struggle to find their way back from a difficult situation.

while I shiver underneath it's tracks

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And I can't seem to find my way back, and I’ve

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I’ve Gone where the Gobbelins Go, Gone where the Gobbelins Go

Final repetition of the journey to "Where the Gobbelins Go," underscoring its inevitability or the difficulty of escaping it.

Gone Where the Gobbelins Go, BELOW BELOW BELOW

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I’ve Gone where the Gobbelins Go, Gone where the Gobbelins Go

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Gone Where the Gobbelins Go, BELOW BELOW BELOW

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