These Dead Streets
A Wilhelm Scream Lyrics


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We went away to the mountains
To corporate restaurants, corporate food
Mama and Papa got liquor and gun stores
Torching this city down

I had a thought and I lost it
It was a monument, decent and pure
Took out a razor and made my own Picasso
Hold me when I'm ready now

I made it far, to the bleeding of your heart's remains
To the point I care about your lies
When the mayor owns a pizza chain
And we're sick of moving, we decide

I'm gonna wreck this and like a snake sticks to its hole
He won't come out 'till the sun soaks up these dead streets

On the way back from the mountains
Stopped by the cemetery, drank to our youth
Thought of our ages and stopped it
We blame our diets on changes in mood

We made it far, to the bleeding of your heart's remains
To the point I care about your lies
When the mayor owns a pizza chain
And we're sick of moving, we decide

I'm gonna wreck this and like a snake sticks to its hole
He won't come out 'till the sun heats up these dead streets
And I know we're gonna make it 'cause your heart's in your intentions
You and me, we will resurrect these dead streets

You and me, we will resurrect these dead streets





We went away to the mountains
We only stayed for a night

Overall Meaning

The song "These Dead Streets" by A Wilhelm Scream is a song about a group of people who are tired of the corporate world, and the lack of personal freedom that comes with it. They escape to the mountains to get away from the corporate restaurants and food, but find themselves in a world of liquor and gun stores. The singer had a thought but lost it, and now he's left feeling lost and hopeless. He takes out a razor and creates his own Picasso, a reference to how he's carving his own path in life. He wants someone to hold him when he's ready to move on.


The song also talks about the struggle to maintain personal freedom in a world that's owned by corporations. The mayor owns a pizza chain, and the group is tired of moving around due to the constant changes in the corporate world. They decide to take matters into their own hands and "wreck this," and make a difference in the world. They know it won't be easy, but they're determined to succeed.


One of the interesting things about this song is that it was released as a single in 2007, but then re-recorded for the album "Career Suicide" in 2007 with a slightly different sound. The song features heavy punk rock influences, with fast-paced guitar riffs and aggressive drumming. The song has become a popular track among fans of punk rock and hardcore music.


Line by Line Meaning

We went away to the mountains
We sought refuge in the mountains, away from the troubles of our urban lives


To corporate restaurants, corporate food
However, even there, we couldn't escape the influence of the corporate culture as we were forced to eat at chain restaurants


Mama and Papa got liquor and gun stores
Our parents came back with liquor and guns, perhaps as a response to the violence and hopelessness of urban life


Torching this city down
We felt the need to rebel against the urban life, even if it meant causing destruction and chaos


I had a thought and I lost it
I had a fleeting moment of inspiration, but it quickly slipped away


It was a monument, decent and pure
That moment of inspiration held the potential for something great and pure


Took out a razor and made my own Picasso
In an effort to recapture that feeling, I resorted to cutting myself, perhaps as a form of artistic expression


Hold me when I'm ready now
I need someone to support me and help me cope with the turmoil and uncertainty in my life


I made it far, to the bleeding of your heart's remains
Despite the pain and heartbreak around us, we've managed to keep going


To the point I care about your lies
I've become invested enough in you and our relationship that your lies hurt me deeply


When the mayor owns a pizza chain
It's ironic and frustrating that the person in charge of our city's well-being is more focused on profit and success than actually helping the people


And we're sick of moving, we decide
We're tired of constantly running away from our problems, so we've made a decision to take a stand and face them head-on


I'm gonna wreck this and like a snake sticks to its hole
I'm going to cause chaos and destruction, but I won't stop until I achieve my goal


He won't come out 'till the sun soaks up these dead streets
The person in power won't show themselves until the city is once again thriving and alive


On the way back from the mountains
As we returned from our temporary escape, we had time to reflect on our experiences


Stopped by the cemetery, drank to our youth
We visited a cemetery and reminisced about our past, perhaps mourning the loss of our innocence and carefree days


Thought of our ages and stopped it
We realized that we're not getting any younger and need to start making changes before it's too late


We blame our diets on changes in mood
We've come up with excuses for why we feel depressed and unhappy, instead of acknowledging the deeper issues at play


And I know we're gonna make it 'cause your heart's in your intentions
I'm confident that we'll succeed because you have good intentions and a strong heart


You and me, we will resurrect these dead streets
Together, we'll bring this city back to life and create a better future for ourselves and others


We only stayed for a night
Our brief trip to the mountains may have provided some temporary relief, but we knew we couldn't stay there forever




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