Atrophy
Autumn Lyrics


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Atrophy

torn muscles hang from the line
Sun-dried, now it's time for the feast
And I wait in line with plate in hand
But you've eaten all there is
And my bones weep
I was never meant to...or maybe I was...
Never meant to...or maybe I was...never meant to
Head raging and I'm so tired
Can't stand any more of this
When the state of the living
Is as the state of the dead
Such disillusionment is the end
Painstaking - every move a labor
Gnarled and ravaged bones protrude
And I want to smear the disease across my ribs
In the name of the father . . . atrophy begins
I was never meant to...or maybe I was...
Never meant to...or maybe I was...never meant to
Left here, now on this precipice
Sun-dried tendons slide away
Into the cracks of desert sand
My skeletal smile begs for more
I was never meant to...or maybe I was...
Never meant to...or maybe I was...never meant to
But like a trestle underwater, like a trestle underwater,
Like a trestle underwater, like a trestle underwater, like a trestle underwater,




I drown tooâ?¦ I drown tooâ?¦ I drown tooâ?¦ I drown tooâ?¦
I drown tooâ?¦

Overall Meaning

"Atrophy" by Autumn is a song that delves into the theme of decay and disillusionment. The lyrics portray a sense of physical and emotional decay, as the singer describes torn muscles hanging from the line, and painfully gnarled bones protruding from their body. They wait in line for a feast, but find that there is nothing left because someone else has eaten it all. This moment signifies a greater feeling of being left behind and not being able to catch up with life.


The lyrics also touch on the futility of existence and how this leads to a state of disillusionment. The singer speaks of the state of the living being no different than the state of the dead, and how every move feels like painful labor. They want to "smear the disease" across their ribs, which could be interpreted as a way of embracing their own decay, as if it's the only thing that feels real. The song culminates in the line "But like a trestle underwater, I drown too", which could be seen as a final admission of defeat and acceptance of their own mortality.


Line by Line Meaning

torn muscles hang from the line
My physical strength has deteriorated to the point where my muscles are hanging helplessly, like clothes on a clothesline.


Sun-dried, now it's time for the feast
My time is up, and I must face the consequences of my actions.


And I wait in line with plate in hand
I am ready to face my fate, whatever that may be.


But you've eaten all there is
I have been left with nothing, my efforts have all been in vain.


And my bones weep
I am exhausted, both physically and emotionally.


I was never meant to...or maybe I was...
I am unsure about my purpose in life and whether I was meant to suffer in this way.


Head raging and I'm so tired
My mind is filled with anger and confusion, but at the same time, I am incredibly weary.


Can't stand any more of this
I am at my breaking point and can no longer endure the pain.


When the state of the living
The way people are living their lives...


Is as the state of the dead
...is not much different from how the dead exist, without vitality or purpose.


Such disillusionment is the end
This realization that life is so empty and meaningless is the ultimate end, there is nothing beyond that.


Painstaking - every move a labor
Every action I take is incredibly difficult and requires a great deal of effort on my part.


Gnarled and ravaged bones protrude
My physical condition has deteriorated to the point of grotesqueness, bones jutting out of my body.


And I want to smear the disease across my ribs
I want to showcase how much I am suffering physically, perhaps to garner some sympathy from those around me.


In the name of the father . . . atrophy begins
I am powerless to do anything other than suffer and endure, but even that will come to an end eventually.


Left here, now on this precipice
I am at a turning point in my life, where things could either get better or worse.


Sun-dried tendons slide away
My body continues to deteriorate, even as I stand here.


Into the cracks of desert sand
I am insignificant in the grand scheme of things, my problems are not unique and are just part of the vastness of life.


My skeletal smile begs for more
I am desperate for something else, something better, but I am powerless to do anything about it.


But like a trestle underwater, like a trestle underwater, like a trestle underwater, like a trestle underwater, like a trestle underwater,
I am drowning, sinking deeper and deeper into despair and hopelessness.


I drown tooâ?¦ I drown tooâ?¦ I drown tooâ?¦ I drown tooâ?¦
I am overcome by my problems, and they are consuming me, just like water would.




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