Suicide Jag
Chemlab Lyrics
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Day in and day out,
Confused and annoyed
It's all I find I think about,
The voices all around you
Starting to make you blind,
12 o'clock, tick-tock
Come on, baby, now it's brain washing time
Morning will come and you'll still be
Trapped here in your cage,
I'll be gone, I'll be gone far away
The King is dead, long live the fucking King,
There used to be a time
When I'd do almost any single little thing for you
I see you now
And my stomach's balled up in a knot.
I feel the cold knife blade of disgust
In my gut like a shot
You can fuck me and I hate you,
You can hate me and I fuck you,
Isn't that what this is all about?
The future's not all it's cracked up to be,
Bloated in the daylight
Dead eyes seldom see
Your empire's in flames and
Your kingdom's out of power
The Emperor's dead and
On his grave are crushed one dozen
Dead flowers
The lyrics of Chemlab’s song Suicide Jag explore the feelings of being trapped, confused, and disgusted with oneself. The singer is consumed by negative thoughts and voices around them, leading to a feeling of being brainwashed, and the fear of being trapped forever. The chorus “morning will come and you'll still be trapped here in your cage, I'll be gone, I'll be gone far away” shows the desire to escape from this endless cycle of negative emotions but being afraid that it will never be possible. The line “The King is dead, long live the fucking King,” suggests a sense of defeat against something that used to be powerful and reign supreme, possibly symbolizing the singer’s own battle against their negative thoughts.
The lyrics also express a sense of betrayal and disgust towards someone, possibly a lover, who the singer may have once done anything for but now despises and feels repulsed by. The line “You can fuck me and I hate you, You can hate me and I fuck you” suggests a toxic relationship where both parties are aware of the negative feelings towards each other but continue on with the relationship.
The chorus “The future's not all it's cracked up to be, bloated in the daylight, dead eyes seldom see” paints a picture of a bleak future that is not what it was hyped up to be, leading to a loss of hope and disillusionment. The ending line “On his grave are crushed one dozen dead flowers” represents a final goodbye to something that has ended, possibly symbolizing the end of a relationship or a previous version of oneself.
Line by Line Meaning
Feel so bad and broken
I am feeling really low and shattered
Day in and day out,
This feeling is constant with no breaks
Confused and annoyed
I am perplexed and exasperated
It's all I find I think about,
My thoughts are consumed by this
The voices all around you
I am hearing different opinions
Starting to make you blind,
These are starting to affect my perception
12 o'clock, tick-tock
The clock is ticking, time is running out
Come on, baby, now it's brain washing time
I am ready to get rid of all the negative thoughts and replace them with positive ones
Morning will come and you'll still be
Even after all this time, you will still be
Trapped here in your cage,
Stuck in this situation, unable to move on
I'll be gone, I'll be gone far away
I will leave this place behind and start afresh somewhere else
The King is dead, long live the fucking King,
The old ways are gone, new ones shall take over
There used to be a time
In the past, things were different
When I'd do almost any single little thing for you
I would go to great lengths to make you happy
I see you now
But now that I see you for who you are
And my stomach's balled up in a knot.
I feel sick to my stomach
I feel the cold knife blade of disgust
What I once loved now disgusts me
In my gut like a shot
It hits me hard, like a gunshot
You can fuck me and I hate you,
I could be with you and still despise you
You can hate me and I fuck you,
You can hate me and still sleep with me
Isn't that what this is all about?
Isn't this what human relationships boil down to?
The future's not all it's cracked up to be,
The future that was promised isn't as perfect as it seemed
Bloated in the daylight
What once seemed alive and thriving is now overbearing and grotesque
Dead eyes seldom see
Those who are hopeless often lose the ability to see opportunities
Your empire's in flames and
What you built has crumbled and is burning to the ground
Your kingdom's out of power
You have lost your grip on what you aimed to rule
The Emperor's dead and
Your leader has passed away
On his grave are crushed one dozen
His achievements have crumbled to nothing
Dead flowers
And all that's left are dead flowers
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