While our lives are often shielded, we're in our own protective bubbles, or protective helmets like the one Thom wears, if we look a little harder we can see all the corruption, lies, manipulation, etc. He'd rather die peacefully right now than live in this cage. But there is seemingly no way out but death. politicians and businessmen, perhaps) is not the way to live. This boring, "perfect" life foisted upon us by some higher powers (not spiritual, but political, economic, etc. In the video, his helmet is slowly filling up with water, drowning him. On No Surprises, the narrator is realizing how this life is killing him slowly. People are being used by those in power "like a pig in a cage on antibiotics"-being pacified with things like new phones and cool gadgets and houses while being sucked dry. But in Fitter, Happier the narrator(?) realizes that it's incredibly robotic to live this life. We're told to strive for some sort of ideal life, which includes getting a good job, being kind to everyone, finding a partner, getting married, having a couple kids, living in a quiet neighborhood in a nice big house, etc. Same ideas expressed in Fitter, Happier are expressed in this song. I'd hold you closer than I ever did before Like all of this was just some twisted dream If today I woke up with you right beside me It's like we never happened, was it just a lie? It's hard to hear your name when I haven't seen you in so long It hurts to know you're happy, yeah, it hurts that you moved on ![]() I'll admit I like to see them, I'll admit I feel aloneĪnd all my friends keep asking why I'm not around The pictures that you sent me, they're still livin' in my phone Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you I remember the make-up running down your faceĪnd the dreams you left behind, you didn't need themĪnd forget about the stupid little things I remember the day you told me you were leavin' If what we had was real, how could you be fine? Sometimes I start to wonder, was it just a lie? When he says those words that hurt you, do you read the ones I wrote you? I thought about our last kiss, how it felt, the way you tastedĪnd even though your friends tell me you're doin' fineĪre you somewhere feeling lonely, even though he's right beside you? I drove by all the places we used to hang out getting wasted
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