Tentacles
Atrox Lyrics


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My tentacles ache
This phantom pain is oh so confusing
I'm extraneous matter to the world
And so estranged

Look at me any way you want
My components are human and human and human and human
Strip me down to humanity
And cut me up into human and human and human and human
Into atoms of the fragile
I'm human I'm human I'm human

See I bleed red like you
What was that? Thought I heard you cuckoo

It may be I speak moron fluently
But you may be - if possible - even lamer than me
Yeah you could out-moron me anytime
We'll both stay with the mooncalves
Cause we're both aliens
Equally expendable
Equally valuable
So let's talk moron to moron




What's so great about being unique anyway?
We all are

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Tentacles by Atrox touch upon feelings of alienation and exclusion. The singer's tentacles ache, which can be interpreted as a metaphorical representation of feeling out of place in the world. They feel like extraneous matter, something that doesn't belong. They are confused by the phantom pain that they are experiencing.


In the second verse, the singer is suggesting that we are all the same underneath it all. They are made up of human components, just like everyone else. They invite the listener to strip them down to their humanity, cut them up into tiny pieces, and they will still be human. They bleed the same color as everyone else, but someone might label them as "cuckoo" or crazy. In fact, they suggest that they may even speak "moron fluently," implying that they may not fit into societal expectations of what is considered normal or acceptable.


The final verse is an invitation to embrace our differences, to communicate without judgment or expectation. The singer suggests that they and the listener are both "aliens," and therefore equally valuable and expendable. They appeal to the "moron in all of us" and ask why being unique is so necessary anyway when it is our shared humanity that truly binds us together. Overall, the lyrics suggest that the feeling of alienation can be battled by embracing our shared experiences and rejecting the need to be "unique" or "normal."


Line by Line Meaning

My tentacles ache
I am feeling discomfort or pain in my tentacles


This phantom pain is oh so confusing
The pain I'm experiencing is unclear and difficult to understand


I'm extraneous matter to the world
I am not essential or significant to the world and its operation


And so estranged
As a result, I feel disconnected or alienated from the world


Look at me any way you want
You can perceive me or judge me in any way that you please


My components are human and human and human and human
Despite my physical appearance, my structure is composed of multiple human parts


Strip me down to humanity
If you remove all the non-human parts, I am fundamentally human


And cut me up into human and human and human and human
Dividing me up into smaller parts only emphasizes my human composition


Into atoms of the fragile
These parts are delicate and vulnerable


I'm human I'm human I'm human
No matter how you look at me, I am still human


See I bleed red like you
I share a commonality with humans - I bleed red blood


What was that? Thought I heard you cuckoo
Did I hear you say something foolish or nonsensical?


It may be I speak moron fluently
Perhaps I communicate like a fool or am easy to misunderstand


But you may be - if possible - even lamer than me
You may be less cool or interesting than I am, if that's possible


Yeah you could out-moron me anytime
You are even more foolish than I am


We'll both stay with the mooncalves
We are both outsiders or oddities who will be excluded from society


Cause we're both aliens
We are both foreign or strange individuals


Equally expendable
We are both disposable or of little worth


Equally valuable
At the same time, we are both significant or important


So let's talk moron to moron
Let's communicate in a simple or foolish manner


What's so great about being unique anyway?
What makes being different or exceptional desirable?


We all are
Ultimately, we are all similar or alike in some way




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shades221

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