Don't Care
Adam Jensen Lyrics
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Fingerprints on the telephone booth
We can get higher
We can get higher
The whiskey prince is back again
Mixing sins with Vicodin
We can get higher
Comatose, under pressure
Leave us alone, get the picture
We don't care what you think
We don't care what you think
Animals, yeah, whatever
Cannibals, you think you're better
We don't care what you think
We don't care what you think
Little princess made you cry
It's a fool's way to live and die
We can get wild
We can get wild
Little voices in my head
Say the things I never said
We can get wild
We can get wild
Comatose, under pressure
Leave us alone, get the picture
We don't care what you think
We don't care what you think
Animals, yeah, whatever
Cannibals, you think you're better
We don't care what you think
We don't care what you think
These broken words
Fall off my lips
Bounce off my hands
And fingertips
Our crooked smile
With crooked teeth
These silver eyes
The red eye bleeds
Comatose, under pressure
Leave us alone, get the picture
We don't care what you think
We don't care what you think
Animals, yeah, whatever
Cannibals, you think you're better
We don't care what you think
We don't care what you think
We don't care what you think
The lyrics of "Don't Care" by Adam Jensen carry a sense of rebellion and defiance. The first verse describes the self-destructive behavior of the singer who sees himself as a poison and revels in the idea of getting higher through drugs and alcohol. He disregards the consequences of his actions - leaving his fingerprints on a telephone booth, suggesting that he does not care about getting caught. The second verse continues with this theme, with the "whiskey prince" mixing "sins with Vicodin." The chorus, "We don't care what you think," embodies a sense of apathy towards the opinions and judgments of others.
The second half of the song brings another perspective to the table. The singer sees himself as an animal or a cannibal, suggesting that society labels individuals who engage in vices as morally inferior. However, he rejects this notion, stating that he does not care whether people think they are better than him or not. He then introduces a character, a "little princess" who made someone cry, leading to an admonishment of living and dying a fool's way. The bridge is a stream of consciousness, with the singer's broken words symbolizing his state of mind. He is lost, crooked, and imperfect.
Overall, "Don't Care" is a reflection of the singer's rebellious attitude towards the world, his own self-destructive tendencies, and struggles with inadequacy.
Line by Line Meaning
I'ma booze, I'll poison you
I will intoxicate you with my presence
Fingerprints on the telephone booth
I have left evidence of my actions
We can get higher
We can indulge in substances and reach new levels of consciousness
The whiskey prince is back again
I am here to once again mix alcohol with drugs to escape reality
Mixing sins with Vicodin
I am compounding my illicit activities with painkillers
Comatose, under pressure
I am overwhelmed to the point of being unconscious
Leave us alone, get the picture
We do not want your interference
We don't care what you think
Your opinions hold no value to us
Animals, yeah, whatever
We are uncivilized and are indifferent to your complaints
Cannibals, you think you're better
We are aware of your criticisms, but it won't change us
Little princess made you cry
You are weak, and we will not show you mercy
It's a fool's way to live and die
You are foolish for trying to confront us
We can get wild
We can escalate our behavior to dangerous levels
Little voices in my head
I have internal conflicts and frustrations
Say the things I never said
I express things to myself that I cannot articulate to others
These broken words
My speech is impaired by intoxication
Fall off my lips
My words are incomprehensible and unintelligible
Bounce off my hands
My actions are uncontrolled and erratic
And fingertips
My senses are dull, and I lack proper motor skills
Our crooked smile
Our demeanor is untrustworthy and insincere
With crooked teeth
Our physical appearance is imperfect and flawed
These silver eyes
Our eyes reveal our inability to connect with others
The red eye bleeds
The effects of our lifestyle are taking a toll on our health
Writer(s): Adam Joseph Jensen
Contributed by Jonathan N. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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Lyrics:
Im a booze Imma poison you
fingerprints on a telephone booth
We can get higher
We can get higher
The whiskey prince is back again
Mixing sins with Vicodin
We can get higher
We can get higher
Comatose
Under pressure
Leave us alone
Get the picture
We don’t care what you think
We don’t care what you think
Animals
Yeah, whatever
Cannibals
You think you’re better
We don’t care what you think
We don’t care what you think
Little princess made you cry
It’s the fools who live and die
We can get wild
We can get wild
Little voices in my head
Say the things I never said
We can get wild
We can get wild
Comatose
Under pressure
Leave us alone
Get the picture
We don’t care what you think
We don’t care what you think
Animals
Yeah, whatever
Cannibals
You think you’re better
We don’t care what you think
We don’t care what you think
These broken words
Fall off my lips
Bounce off my hands
And fingertips
A crooked smile
With crooked teeth
This silver eyes
The red I bleed
Comatose
Under pressure
Leave us alone
Get the picture
We don’t care what you think
We don’t care what you think
Animals
Yeah, whatever
Cannibals
You think you’re better
We don’t care what you think
We don’t care what you think
We don’t care what you think
@sksksksksksksksk3515
Lyrics:
Im a booze Imma poison you
fingerprints on a telephone booth
We can get higher
We can get higher
The whiskey prince is back again
Mixing sins with Vicodin
We can get higher
We can get higher
Comatose
Under pressure
Leave us alone
Get the picture
We don’t care what you think
We don’t care what you think
Animals
Yeah, whatever
Cannibals
You think you’re better
We don’t care what you think
We don’t care what you think
Little princess made you cry
It’s the fools who live and die
We can get wild
We can get wild
Little voices in my head
Say the things I never said
We can get wild
We can get wild
Comatose
Under pressure
Leave us alone
Get the picture
We don’t care what you think
We don’t care what you think
Animals
Yeah, whatever
Cannibals
You think you’re better
We don’t care what you think
We don’t care what you think
These broken words
Fall off my lips
Bounce off my hands
And fingertips
A crooked smile
With crooked teeth
This silver eyes
The red I bleed
Comatose
Under pressure
Leave us alone
Get the picture
We don’t care what you think
We don’t care what you think
Animals
Yeah, whatever
Cannibals
You think you’re better
We don’t care what you think
We don’t care what you think
We don’t care what you think
@angk
thanks my guy
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Thx
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thx u
@SPR_STC
MVP POG ty my lad
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Thank you!
@Tr3Nom
It's incredible how he can just put song after song and I like them all. He is soooo good
@emreakkaya3765
your so right my friend
@frajda4529
When you're so early that the lyric guy isn't here yet
@Rob4thawin
Yet