Intermission
3.20 Lyrics
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I'm not the one to odds against
You better bottom dollar it's
Another fucking song
Goddamn I got it wrong
I musn't start it over
Even though we on the wrong
Foot, I'm left
When I step
It's cool
You think it was a fight
It was a scuffle
Of words
The brush is for the birds
But if I have to fly
I'll be your vulture on your curb
Let me step in
So then
I royal and a rumble
It's hard to fit in
When Misses Scarlet takes a tumble
It's a fall
From grace
And before you have landed
You fallin on my shoes
That mean you will be reprimanded
Ima boss
And you
Complaining bout the prices
I'd listen to a journeymen
So here is some advices
Keep it tall like Yasuke
Avoiding all the holla
Don't you ever shop at Neimans
Take yo ass to Family Dollar
I'm not the 1 the 2 the 3 the 4
It's a nappy head nigga
Nigga knocking at your door
He a slime
A menace
And what do I begin with
I never met the nigga
But he kinda gotta interest
In drugs
You know what is really fucked up
He threw his only pair
Of Jordan 1s off the cusp
Of the power
Line
Running outta time
He better get em down
For his grandmama find
They gone
She told his ass to leave the shit alone
But his ass never listen
Cause his daddy ain't home
He a player
Somewhere strung-out in the Decatur
Bum boy with a fraction of his life
Denominator
I'm mad
Niggas like y'all be dads
Blessed with a gift
But it came in the wrong bag
You'll get it later
But prolly not now
Turn beef into dollars
Nigga call me cash cow
The Intermission by 3.20 is a song that is packed with layers of emotions and deep meanings behind the lyrics. As the song begins, the lyrics "Back into your own submission. Back inside your lonely cell. Diseased by your own admission. Holding secrets you can't tell" talks about how one has retreated into themselves, possibly due to the inability to speak about their own secrets. The rest of the verse talks about how they feel isolated and abandoned, and that nobody cares if they live or die. The second verse further reinforces this by saying "Consumer goods and fashion victims, Ribbons 'round the walking bombs", which speaks to how society is burdened by toxic and insincere individuals.
The chorus, "And who cares if you live or die? And no one asks you why you cannot speak. A split decision... intermission" reflects on the theme of neglect and indifference that the rest of the song talks about. The lines "Limits the sky above, Where the sole survivors are flying" suggest that there is still hope, even in the midst of all the chaos and suffering. The bridge of the song, "Where every car's a silver car, And every man a pig. People... got to listen, 'Cause you're litmus when you're dead" reflects on how society is characterized by materialism and pettiness, and how it is often the most marginalized who have the most to say.
Overall, the Intermission by 3.20 offers a deep reflection on the themes of isolation, neglect, and how society is often characterized by pettiness and materialism rather than compassion and empathy.
Line by Line Meaning
Back into your own submission.
Returning to a state of surrender or obedience.
Back inside your lonely cell.
Trapped in a desolate, isolated space.
Diseased by your own admission.
Afflicted with a condition that is self-inflicted.
Holding secrets you can't tell.
Keeping hidden truths that cannot be revealed.
And who cares if you live or die?
No one values your existence or fate.
And no one asks you why you cannot speak.
Others are indifferent to your voicelessness.
A split decision... intermission.
A moment of indecision or pause in the action.
Who knows why it's been so long?
The reason for the extended period of time is unknown.
Consumer goods and fashion victims,
Material possessions and those who mindlessly follow trends.
Ribbons 'round the walking bombs.
Decorative elements on explosive hazards.
You could use intermission...
Taking a break from the proceedings could be beneficial.
Recurring images...
Repetitive visions or thoughts.
Fast forward stalactite of love...
The rapid progression of a romantic connection.
If you take intermission;
If you pause for a moment.
Limits the sky above,
Constraining the vast expanse of the atmosphere.
Where the sole survivors are flying.
Only those who have persevered are soaring.
Where every car's a silver car,
Uniformity among vehicles.
And every man a pig.
All men are seen as dirty or contemptible.
People... got to listen,
Individuals must pay attention.
'Cause you're litmus when you're dead.
Your impact will be assessed after your passing.
Oh... so easy to forget
It's simple to leave behind.
In this life you haven't lived yet,
In the future experiences you have not yet had.
And though you may have missed your wave...
Even if you've already passed your prime opportunity...
I hope you get it today.
I hope you obtain that goal now.
Don't fall away...
Don't give up.
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Isaac Tate IV
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