Get Lost
Beach Slang Lyrics


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I wear your scars on my knuckles, baby, to keep you soft.
It's not like us to be given things.
We ain't got much.
This city sleeps in a pattern of broken junk,
but nights like this, it don't matter.
All this dirty fun.
We'll grow high not up.
These books and bars and this honesty, they're all I've got.
We drive on drugs, feeling everything until we get lost.
This city sleeps in a pattern of broken junk, but nights like this, it don't matter.
All this dirty fun.
We'll grow high not up.
I watch your palm hug your guitar.
It buzzes like a bomb.
I hardly talk.
My lips are carved with lust and clumsy thoughts.
Who called the cops?




Whatever.
We'll never get caught.

Overall Meaning

In Beach Slang's song "Get Lost," the singer reflects on a night of reckless abandon with a lover, celebrating their refusal to conform to societal norms and embrace their "dirty fun." The line "I wear your scars on my knuckles, baby, to keep you soft" suggests a willingness to protect and care for their partner, even in the midst of their wild lifestyle. Although they may not have much in terms of material possessions, the couple finds solace in each other and their shared experiences.


The theme of rebellion against societal expectations is further emphasized in the line "We ain't got much," highlighting the couple's lack of wealth or material possessions. However, this seems to only strengthen their bond and encourage them to live in the moment, enjoying the "dirty fun" that comes with their lifestyle. The idea of growing "high not up" further reinforces this notion of rejecting societal norms and seeking out their own path.


The couple's love of music is also highlighted in the line "I watch your palm hug your guitar. It buzzes like a bomb." The powerful imagery of the guitar as a dangerous weapon suggests a passion and intensity that fuels their reckless behavior. The singer's own feelings of desire and attraction are also conveyed in the line "My lips are carved with lust and clumsy thoughts," adding to the sense of raw emotion and unchecked passion that permeates the song.


Overall, "Get Lost" celebrates the freedom that comes with rejecting societal norms and embracing one's own path, even if it means giving up material possessions or risking getting caught by the authorities.


Line by Line Meaning

I wear your scars on my knuckles, baby, to keep you soft.
I bear the marks of our struggles in order to remind myself of the love that we share.


It's not like us to be given things.
We are self-made and do not rely on the charity of others.


We ain't got much.
Our possessions may be scarce, but our desire to enjoy life together is plentiful.


This city sleeps in a pattern of broken junk, but nights like this, it don't matter.
Despite the sadness and despair around us, we find solace in each other's company and the joy we share.


All this dirty fun.
We revel in the gritty, less-than-perfect aspects of life and find happiness in unexpected ways.


We'll grow high not up.
Rather than conforming to societal norms and expectations, we will stay true to ourselves and grow in unconventional ways.


These books and bars and this honesty, they're all I've got.
I find comfort in literature, alcohol, and being truthful with myself and others.


We drive on drugs, feeling everything until we get lost.
We use substances to heighten our senses and fully embrace the experiences around us, even if it leads us astray.


I watch your palm hug your guitar. It buzzes like a bomb.
I am in awe of your musical talent and the power it holds over us both.


I hardly talk. My lips are carved with lust and clumsy thoughts.
I am often left speechless and consumed by desire when I am with you.


Who called the cops?
We are rebellious and unafraid of breaking the rules, even if it means getting into trouble.


Whatever. We'll never get caught.
We have confidence in our ability to evade consequences and will continue to live life on our own terms.




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