Exiled
Bad Breeding Lyrics
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I leant on compassion but soon paid the price
Reason snatched, slick instruments won
as the world went drifting vacant eyed
Exiled, but choked for all to see
The freshest of wounds were the ones they mined first
The cries of a mother muffled, unheard
Pressed behind glass, drowned in plain sight
Exiled, but choked for all to see
And I used to dread the thought of trauma, now it circles every day
Waiting in the wings, prowling like a stalking horse
See nature knows of hardship at least it has its use
This is suffering as a construct - man's longest-running gag
The lyrics of Bad Breeding's song Exiled speak of a person who was brought out of the shadows and into the spotlight. Initially, this person relied on compassion as a source of comfort. However, soon they realized that reason had been snatched away from them and were under the influence of slick instruments that had won over them. As a result, they were exiled, and their pain was on display for all to see.
The fresh wounds of this person were used against them, and their desire for relief was stamped into the scorched earth. The cries of a mother were drowned out and were only visible behind the glass, trapped and unheard. The lyrics convey a sense of isolation, loss, and human suffering. The person who was once seeking comfort and compassion had been ensnared and condemned to a life of pain and exclusion, visible only as an object of pity.
The lyrics of Exiled are a commentary on the suffering that humans experience at the hands of their own kind. The idea that trauma is always lurking around the corner, waiting to pounce and overwhelm us, is a central theme in the song. The lyrics also allude to the idea that suffering is a construct, the longest-running gag of humankind. These deep, thoughtful lyrics compel us to reflect on the darker aspects of human nature and the world we live in.
Line by Line Meaning
Dragged out from shadow into blazing light
Forced into the spotlight where all my actions are on display
I leant on compassion but soon paid the price
I trusted others to be kind but was eventually let down
Reason snatched, slick instruments won
Logic was taken away, and manipulative tools were used instead
As the world went drifting vacant eyed
People were numb to the situation and didn't care
Exiled, but choked for all to see
Outcast and ill-treated, with no way to hide it
The freshest of wounds were the ones they mined first
My newest and most vulnerable struggles were exploited
A pining for relief stamped into scorched earth
A deep desire for escape, but feeling trapped and hopeless
The cries of a mother muffled, unheard
The pain of a mother ignored and silenced
Pressed behind glass, drowned in plain sight
Visible and present, but not being able to make an impact
And I used to dread the thought of trauma, now it circles every day
I once feared experiencing pain, but now it's a constant presence
Waiting in the wings, prowling like a stalking horse
Trauma lurks around, waiting to strike
See nature knows of hardship at least it has its use
In contrast to humans, nature has a beneficial purpose for suffering
This is suffering as a construct - man's longest-running gag
Pain has been normalized and used as a punchline for far too long
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Angus Stewart, Ashlea Bennett, Charlie ROse, Christopher Dodd
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carz
Without punk what is life its like when i heard the gallows all fresh and new punk all i can say is i will stick with this band till the wheels fly off crank it up and do your weekly food shop hope to view live in near future after lockdown
steve
I was put onto this lot by a friend on facebook - they sound like my old good friends Conflict... it's a really hard hitting lp for sure
Mark Duric
Funny I stopped by to say this band is Conflict/Subhumans melt modern era, spot on. I've been waiting for a band like this for a long time. I cant enough of everything and the singer hits the gut I find reading the lyrics while the song plays is the most rewarding and replay value is insane it's better and better and better!
imadeeplyspanishman
Fucking bingo this is fantastic, big thanks to 6music for the introduction
Frank Mendez
I just this band on Sunday, picked up their LP.
Nad
Trés bon j'adore. Bisous de la France.
Dekadent 66
Excellenter Noise Punk.
LoCurto Gary
This is TOP NOTCH
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Spitting Coyote
Lyrics for Theatre of work? It's haunting me