We Ride Skeletal Lightning
Riding Skeletal Lightning: A Reckless Symphony of Rebellion
Lyrics
We're the boys jailed in a horse's skull
We are the individuals confined within a horse's skull.
Nailed our ears to a feral glittery drone
We've attached our ears to a wild, shiny drone.
The only things that make our blood feel like blood
The only experiences that truly evoke our humanity are car theft and witnessing lightning bolts.
Are stealing cars and watching lightning bolts fuck
Engaging in illicit activities like stealing cars and observing the power of lightning is what makes us feel alive.
So don't look away, every day's the same
Do not divert your gaze; each day is repetitive.
Every song's the same in this sanitized exploding airplane
Every song is indistinguishable in this sterile, explosive environment, symbolized by an airplane.
I got shot in the face, it's all on videotape
I suffered a gunshot to the face, captured on video for all to witness.
So c'mon, watch the blood, it's pouring commercial-free
Encouraging others to watch the blood flow without interruption, as if it were a television broadcast without commercials.
We're the girls chewing styrofoam, pulling out wigs under a monochrome glow
We are the girls consuming styrofoam, revealing wigs under a monochromatic glow.
The only line that's talking is into bed
The only communication happening is in the bedroom.
Is the freeway's static hiss drilling holes in our heads
The constant noise of the freeway, akin to static, is penetrating our minds.
Don't look away form the clouds leaking rust
Do not avert your eyes from the clouds releasing rust.
The kingdom of heaven reeks of burning witches and dust
The heavenly realm is tainted with the scent of burning witches and dust.
I got shot in the face, it's all on videotape
Similar to line #7, emphasizing the visual documentation of a face injury.
So c'mon, watch the blood, it's pouring commercial-free
A repetition of the call to witness the unbridled flow of blood without commercial interruption.
Seven items dripped out the back in my head:
Seven items emerged from the back of my mind, including a major war and the color red.
One big war and one color red
Reiterating the presence of a significant conflict and the color red.
One vulgar leg and one designer tree
Reference to a crude leg and an aesthetically designed tree.
Two stallions and a pound of confetti
Two powerful horses and a quantity of confetti.
Oh, salvation!
An exclamation related to salvation, possibly sarcastic or ironic.
Hollow lightning, so skeletal...
Describing lightning as hollow and skeletal.
Shipwrecked freeways!
Freeways resembling shipwrecks.
Concrete ribcage, so boring...
Depicting a concrete ribcage as mundane or uninteresting.
We ride skeletal lightning, vacant as a womb that's miscarried
Emphasizing the experience of riding skeletal lightning, comparable to an empty miscarried womb.
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