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Ad A Dglgmut
Between the Buried and Me Lyrics
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It's weird how this enclosed space makes me think so clearly...so free!
I wish
all hours were so relaxing.
Thinking of the next noise... making up the
next noise. Scream loud, loud, loud, loud. Static intoxication, sing
this lovely violin song. Beat this bottle on a wall. Scream, scream,
scream. The baby cries. Record the noise. It all makes sense...we're
hear us now. For the first time tears came to my eyes while I was
listening. Noise brings so many things...make my tingling skin freeze.
Turn me on, make me laugh, shoot the can, shut the door, pour your glass,
rape scene scream, car crash bash, black cat splat.
A silent death, a silent scream...You can't follow me, you sing along to
nothing.
The song "Ad A Dglgmut" by Between the Buried and Me starts with the singer confessing that they found it strange when something suddenly popped into their minds while driving. They then reflect on the fact that the enclosed space of the car seems to make them think more clearly and creatively than they do in other environments. The singer wishes that all hours could be as relaxing and conducive to their creativity as this moment in the car. They then go on to describe their creative process and the different kinds of noises that inspire them, from screaming and static to the sound of a baby crying.
The lyrics then take a turn towards darker subject matter as the singer talks about recording sounds that would normally make one cringe, such as a woman screaming during a rape scene or the sound of a car crash. Despite the dark themes present in these sounds, the singer reflects on the fact that they are capable of creating beauty through the manipulation of sound. They then end the song by proclaiming that they are moving on and that nobody can follow them.
Overall, the song seems to be about the creative process, particularly how strange and unexpected things can inspire creativity. The song also touches on the idea that beauty can come from unexpected or even ugly sources. However, the darker themes present in the song also suggest that creativity is not always a positive or healthy force.
Line by Line Meaning
I thought it was strange when all this shot into my mind driving.
The sudden thoughts in my head while driving seem unusual and surprising.
It's weird how this enclosed space makes me think so clearly...so free!
The confined space inside the car allows me to think with clarity and a sense of liberation.
I wish all hours were so relaxing.
I desire to have a peaceful and calming experience every hour of the day.
Thinking of the next noise... making up the next noise.
I am creatively imagining and conceptualizing the next sound or noise I might make.
Scream loud, loud, loud, loud. Static intoxication, sing this lovely violin song.
I am screaming loudly and listening to the distorted static noise with a sense of euphoria as if hearing a beautiful violin melody.
Beat this bottle on a wall. Scream, scream, scream. The baby cries. Record the noise.
I am hitting a bottle against a wall and screaming while a baby cries in the background, all of which I am recording for artistic purposes.
It all makes sense...we're capable of beauty. Through sounds which make one cringe.
The seemingly unpleasant and disturbing sounds we create can still hold value and beauty as an art form.
The dogs only hear us now.
Only the dogs are present to hear and witness our eccentric musical expressions.
For the first time tears came to my eyes while I was listening.
My emotions were heightened to the point of tears by the sounds I was hearing for the first time.
Noise brings so many things...make my tingling skin freeze.
The noise and soundscapes created evoke various sensations and emotions in me, including an intense, goosebump-inducing response.
Turn me on, make me laugh, shoot the can, shut the door, pour your glass, rape scene scream, car crash bash, black cat splat.
The different sounds and noises we create in our artistic process range from stimulating to comical to violent and graphic.
A silent death, a silent scream...You can't follow me, you sing along to nothing.
There is a certain power and significance in the absence of sound or inarticulate screaming, and you cannot truly understand or replicate my creative process despite trying to join in.
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: Jason Schofield King, Mark Edward Castillo, Nicholas Shawn Fletcher, Paul Andrew Waggoner, Thomas Giles Rogers
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@AmuZah
how the hell does this song have one of the most beautiful interludes yet the heaviest fucking breakdown of mankind
@theshevanel
This show was one of the best nights of my life.
@austinstowe1718
You saw them @ Rocketown?
@Xxlibra1018xX
Didn't see them here, but saw them at the diamond ballroom in okc a few years ago with contortionist and animals. Best show I ever went to. I still get nostalgia feels from watchin these. Great shit.
@theshevanel
austin stowe Yeah at the old venue before it got torn down. It was my second show ever (first was Through the Eyes of the Dead, Haste the Day, All That Remains, and As I Lay Dying also at Rocketown). It was such an amazing experience! Seen them 7 or 8 times since then. If I remember correctly, BTBAM hasn’t played Rocketown since Colors Live.
@austinstowe1718
@@Xxlibra1018xX saw them for the first time @ diamond ballroom in 2016, after coma tour? Sick show
@austinstowe1718
@@theshevanel thats bad ass. Seeing them for the second time last december had to be the best concert I've ever been to
@18FrozenAngels
Who else watched this video just so they could figure out the pronunciation of the song name?
@unholyparagon5366
Which turned out to be how I pronounced it anyways...
@dcfromthev
@@unholyparagon5366 Same haha