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Little Dark Age
MGMT Lyrics


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Breathing in the dark
Lying on its side
The ruins of the day
Painted with a scar
And the more I straighten out
The less it wants to try
The feelings start to rot
One wink at a time

Oh
Forgiving who you are
For what you stand to gain
Just know that if you hide
It doesn't go away
When you get out of bed
Don't end up stranded
Horrified with each stone
On the stage, my little dark age

Picking through the cards
Knowing what's nearby
The carvings on the face
Say they find it hard
And the engine's failed again
All limits of disguise
The humor's not the same
Coming from denial

Oh
I grieve in stereo
The stereo sounds strange
I know that if you hide
It doesn't go away
If you get out of bed
And find me standing all alone, open-eyed
Burn the page, my little dark age

I grieve in stereo
The stereo sounds strange
You know that if it hides
It doesn't go away
If I get out of bed
You'll see me standing all alone, horrified
On the stage, my little dark age

Giddy with delight
Seeing what's to come
The image of the dead
Dead ends in my mind

Policemen swear to god
Love's seeping from the guns
I know my friends and I
Would probably turn and run
If you get out of bed
Come find us heading for the bridge, bring a stone
All the rage, my little dark age

I grieve in stereo
The stereo sounds strange
I know that if you hide
It doesn't go away
If you get out of bed
And find me standing all alone, open-eyed
Burn the page, my little dark age

All alone, open-eyed
Burn the page, my little dark age

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to MGMT's song Little Dark Age are evocative and complex, and can be interpreted in many different ways. At its core, the song is about the complexities of human emotion and the struggle to cope with difficult feelings. The opening lines describe a sense of isolation and despair, with the singer lying in the dark, surrounded by the ruins of their day. As they try to straighten out their feelings, they find themselves becoming more and more overwhelmed.


The chorus offers a glimmer of hope, encouraging the listener to accept themselves for who they are, even if it means facing some uncomfortable truths. The verses continue with a series of surreal images, including pickers who are unable to discern what is real, and a car engine that keeps failing. The bridge of the song brings in a political angle, with the line "policemen swear to god/Love's seeping from the guns," suggesting a world in which violence is viewed as a necessary evil.


Overall, the song is a powerful exploration of human emotion and the challenges we face in trying to make sense of the world around us. Its lyrics are open to interpretation, but they hint at a deeper truth about the human experience that is both dark and beautiful.


Line by Line Meaning

Breathing in the dark
I'm suffocating in the darkness of my own thoughts and fears.


Lying on its side
My life is a broken-down mess.


The ruins of the day
The aftermath of a day filled with disappointment and anxiety.


Painted with a scar
All the emotional wounds and scars from past experiences are visible and vivid.


And the more I straighten out The less it wants to try
The harder I try to fix my life, the more it slips away from me.


The feelings start to rot One wink at a time
My emotions are decaying and disintegrating slowly, one moment at a time.


Forgiving who you are For what you stand to gain
Accept your identity without sacrificing your dreams and aspirations.


Just know that if you hide It doesn't go away
You have to confront and deal with your past because ignoring it doesn't make it disappear.


When you get out of bed Don't end up stranded
Be ready to face the world, don't get stuck in a rut or a cycle of self-destruction.


Horrified with each stone On the stage, my little dark age
The stage represents life, each obstacle and challenge induces fear and terror in me, making me feel like I'm living in the darkness.


Picking through the cards Knowing what's nearby
Trying to navigate life and make the right choices, aware of the risks and consequences.


The carvings on the face Say they find it hard
The lines on the face represent the struggles and difficulties that everyone is facing.


And the engine's failed again All limits of disguise
The mechanisms that we use to hide our struggles and present a facade of happiness and satisfaction have failed.


The humor's not the same Coming from denial
The jokes and laughter don't come from a happy place, but rather from a place of denial and masking the pain.


I grieve in stereo The stereo sounds strange
My pain is amplified and echoed in my mind, making me feel isolated and disconnected from others.


If you get out of bed And find me standing all alone, open-eyed Burn the page, my little dark age
If you see me awake and alone, it means I haven't been able to sleep due to my anxiety and fears. It's time to start a new chapter and let go of the past.


Giddy with delight Seeing what's to come
Despite the past difficulties, there's still hope and excitement for the future.


The image of the dead Dead ends in my mind
The traumatic memories of death and loss haunt my consciousness.


Policemen swear to god Love's seeping from the guns
In a world filled with violence, even law enforcement seems to be contributing to the problem instead of solving it.


I know my friends and I Would probably turn and run
When faced with danger and violence, we would likely choose to flee instead of confronting it.


If you get out of bed Come find us heading for the bridge, bring a stone All the rage, my little dark age
If you wake up to find us leaving in anger and frustration, we're heading to a place that symbolizes a fresh start but with the weight of our past still haunting us.


All alone, open-eyed Burn the page, my little dark age
The only way to move on is to face your fears and the darkness within yourself head-on. It's time to start anew and turn the page on the past.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Andrew VanWyngarden, Benjamin Goldwasser

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@glagol228

Breathing in the dark, lying on its side
The ruins of the day painted with a scar
And the more I straighten out, the less it wants to try
The feelings start to rot, one wink at a time
Oh-oh, forgiving who you are, for what you stand to gain
Just know that if you hide, it doesn't go away
When you get out of bed, don't end up stranded
Horrified with each stone on the stage, my little dark age
Picking through the cards, knowing what's nearby
The carvings on the face say they find it hard
And the engine's failed again, all limits of disguise
The humor's not the same, coming from denial
Oh-oh, I grieve in stereo, the stereo sounds strange
I know that if you hide, it doesn't go away
If you get out of bed and find me standing all alone
Open-eyed, burn the page, my little dark age
I grieve in stereo, the stereo sounds strange
You know that if it hides, it doesn't go away
If I get out of bed, you'll see me standing all alone
Horrified on the stage, my little dark age
Giddy with delight, seeing what's to come
The image of the dead, dead ends in my mind
Policemen swear to God, love seeping from their guns
I know my friends and I would probably turn and run
If you get out of bed, come find us heading for the bridge
Bring a stone, all the rage, my little dark age
I grieve in stereo, the stereo sounds strange
I know that if you hide, it doesn't go away
If you get out of bed and find me standing all alone
Open-eyed, burn the page, my little dark age
All alone, open-eyed, burn the page, my little dark age



@vladimirlenin48

Lyrics:
Breathing in the dark
Lying on it's side
The ruins of the day
Painted with a scar
And the more I straighten out
The less it wants to try
The feelings start to rot
One wink at a time
Oh oh
Forgiving who you are
For what you stand to gain
Just know that if you hide
It doesn't go away
When you get out of bed
Don't end up stranded
Horrified with each stone
On the stage
My little dark age
Picking through the cards
Knowing what's nearby
The carvings on the face
Say they find it hard
And the engine's failed again
All limits of disguise
The humor's not the same
Coming from denial
Oh oh
I grieve in stereo
The stereo sounds strange
I know that if you hide
It doesn't go away
If you get out of bed
And find me standing all alone
Open-eyed
Burn the page
My little dark age
(Dark age, dark age, dark age)
I grieve in stereo
The stereo sounds strange
You know that if it hides
It doesn't go away
If I get out of bed
You'll see me standing all alone
Horrified on the stage
My little dark age
Giddy with delight
Seeing what's to come
The image of the dead
Dead ends in my mind
Policemen swear to God
Love's seeping from the guns
I know my friends and I
Would probably turn and run
If you get out of bed
Come find us heading for the bridge
Bring a stone
All the rage
My little dark age
I grieve in stereo
The stereo sounds strange
I know that if you hide
It doesn't go away
If you get out of bed
And find me standing all alone
Open-eyed
Burn the page
My little dark age
(Little dark age, little dark age)
(Little dark age, little dark age)
(Little dark age, little dark age)
All alone
Open-eyed
Burn the page
My little dark age



@ericcartmann

​@@CallmeBotakaOrc Colonial America was a golden age though.

Decolonization is the dark age as the power of individual Americans is collapsing. No only on the world stage but even in their own country via the left stoking racialized/gender divisions, the left destroying organized religions, the left destroying academia, the left destroying pop culture, the left literally burning their own communities.

A civilizational dark age is when everyone in a collective consciousness falls into a "Little Dark Age" all at the same time, this induces more little dark ages in everyone as the decline becomes more apparent.

A civilizational golden age is when everyone in a collective consciousness turns into a bloomer and become present in the moment with a high expectations for the future.

A Gold/Dark age has nothing to do with war/death/slavery or destruction. It is the vibe of the universe manifested by the average person in a society. Do they care for the society? Do they want to better the society? Do they care about their fellow man? Can you trust your neighbor?

With mass unfettered immigration, the worship of blacks, the degradation of women, worship of material goods, destruction of divinity, its hard for the modern man to be bloomer. And this is a society problem because you need strong white men to have proper civilization.



All comments from YouTube:

@dylandarcy1150

the way he sings "I breathe in stereo, the stereo sounds strange" is one of my favourite things in all of music tbh

@alexioukaterina675

true the way he says strange gives me chills

@olatot

grieve in stereo*

@maria-melek

Oh so it's true. I thought I was tripping out.

@rosa-sr7nl

me too so is the police part

@Phxsph

The whole stereo line it's just epic.

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@robbor8733

"How does it feel repeating the same meme over and over again?"

"Euphoric."

@borpa.

Based and euphoric pilled

@Clarkamadorian

Truly a something to be known

@Konfide4043

Hope he isn't talking about reincarnation eh

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