White Walls
Between the Buried and Me Lyrics


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The monsters are made,
and we have proven that we will be one of them.
The whores take the stage...flash our skills...
gotta draw 'em in...gotta keep 'em on their toes...

don't show them how you truly are...who would want honesty...
who would want a group of people that one can relate with.
We need worship, we need devotion...
becoming gods from the image that is thrown...

thrown out in their everyday lives to comfort...
it's not a musical journey anymore...
they chose Camilla and we stood by her the entire time...
monotonous expression...a forced replica of a tired sound...

puppets for a greed-driven carnival...
the same charade as the passing years...
force me out there. Don't give them a chance.
They want to be fed...fed a simple replication of past greatness.
(Things have changed...we have changed.

Personal happiness is what we strive to achieve...
so you can love or hate...it won't change a thing for us.)

Step back. Evaluate. Recognize.

We just need to throw some new ideas in...
(It) will eventually get out of this closed off circle we are part of...
it's all the same.
This is all we have when we die.
It's what's left of us when we die.
We will be remembered for this.





White wall

Overall Meaning

In "White Walls," Between the Buried and Me describe the making of monsters and the performers who entertain them. The lyrics touch on themes of falsehood, spectacle, and the desire for worship. The song warns against the dangers of conformity and encourages individuality and creativity. The song is a commentary on human nature and the way we seek to be remembered.


The opening lines of the song suggest that the monsters are not born, but are created by society. The lyrics then turn to the performers who entertain the monsters--the whores--who have to keep them interested to stay relevant. They have to be showmen, but not show their true selves. Instead, they project an image of perfection that the audience will worship. This image is not only projected by performers, but also thrown at people in their everyday lives to make them comfortable.


The chorus of the song encourages the listeners to step back and evaluate their lives. The lyrics suggest that we need to throw in new ideas and break free from the cycle of conformity. The song ends on a hopeful note, stating that what we leave behind is what we will be remembered for, so it is important to be true to ourselves.


Line by Line Meaning

The monsters are made,
Our choices and actions have led to a dark path.


and we have proven that we will be one of them.
We have contributed to the creation of such monsters.


The whores take the stage...flash our skills... gotta draw 'em in...gotta keep 'em on their toes...
We put on a show, hiding our true selves to maintain popularity.


don't show them how you truly are...who would want honesty... who would want a group of people that one can relate with.
People prefer a false image compared to the reality.


We need worship, we need devotion... becoming gods from the image that is thrown...
We aspire to be revered for our crafted persona.


thrown out in their everyday lives to comfort... it's not a musical journey anymore...
Society has normalized deception and authenticity is absent.


they chose Camilla and we stood by her the entire time... monotonous expression...a forced replica of a tired sound...
We conform to the norm, despite it being uninspired.


puppets for a greed-driven carnival... the same charade as the passing years...
We continue to entertain insincerely, for monetary gain.


force me out there. Don't give them a chance. They want to be fed...fed a simple replication of past greatness.
People desire nostalgic replication, disregarding innovation.


(Things have changed...we have changed. Personal happiness is what we strive to achieve... so you can love or hate...it won't change a thing for us.)
Our focus shifts towards personal fulfillment, regardless of judgment.


Step back. Evaluate. Recognize.
It is crucial to re-evaluate oneself and the situation.


We just need to throw some new ideas in... (It) will eventually get out of this closed off circle we are part of... it's all the same.
Introduction of innovation ensures depart from monotony.


This is all we have when we die. It's what's left of us when we die. We will be remembered for this.
Our creations will be our legacy, posthumously.


White walls pulsate with life...our creations are our immortality... and so we continue to play...to captivate... to feed the need for something greater than ourselves...
Our music serves as our way to become immortal, satisfy creativity and entertain, in a search for something bigger.




Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: Cartland Blake Richardson, Daniel Lanford Briggs, Paul Andrew Waggoner, Robert Dustin Waring, Thomas Giles Rogers

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@mostafahossaintuhin

Lyrics:
The monsters are made,
and we have proven that we will be one of them.
The whores take the stage...flash our skills...
gotta draw 'em in...gotta keep 'em on their toes...
don't show them how you truly are...who would want honesty...
who would want a group of people that one can relate with.
We need worship, we need devotion...
becoming gods from the image that is thrown...
thrown out in their everyday lives to comfort...
it's not a musical journey anymore...
they chose Camilla and we stood by her the entire time...
monotonous expression...a forced replica of a tired sound...
puppets for a greed-driven carnival...
the same charade as the passing years...
force me out there. Don't give them a chance.
They want to be fed...fed a simple replication of past greatness.
(Things have changed...we have changed.
Personal happiness is what we strive to achieve...
so you can love or hate...it won't change a thing for us.)
Step back. Evaluate. Recognize.
We just need to throw some new ideas in...
(It) will eventually get out of this closed off circle we are part of...
it's all the same.
This is all we have when we die.
It's what's left of us when we die.
We will be remembered for this.
White wall



All comments from YouTube:

@RichaadEB

i would not playing music today if this album never existed.

@allenvarghese2792

@RichaadEB same

@ayewhaddupdoe

Yep, this is definitely in the top 3 albums for "most influential on my own writing".

@danloomis3127

i didn't read any of this but i'm also replying

@stevenmedge3479

Definitely a life changer

@joebig.mnkpl8s

Hey bub :)

@notsure1969

Between the Buried and Me is one of the best examples of a band where no one's playing is overshadowed by anyone else. Their musicianship is nothing short of exquisite.

@donaldfaulkner4586

know a lyricist who has a thing with shadows?

@VanAngelic

What an accurate comment, i have never even thought about it that way

@OfficiallyMaidenless

Exemplary comment my dude, I concur!

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