Failure by Design
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Watch you, on the one's and two's.
Through a window in a well lit room.
Become a recluse.
And I blame myself cause I make things hard and your just trying to help.

And when I wake up, your the first to call.
This is one more late night basement song.
And I'm so sore, my voice has gone to hell, and this is one more sleepless
Night,

Because we don't believe in filler baby.
If I could I'd sit this out.

(This is over when I say it's over.)
This is a lesson in procrastination.
I kill myself because I'm so frustrated.
And every single second that I put it off, means another lonely night I got

To race the clock.
(I ignore it and it ignores me too.)
What say we go and crash your car?
And every time I leave you go and lock the door.

So I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder, I'm another day late and
One year older.
It's failure by design.

And we just want sleep, but this night is hell.
I'm sick and sunk and I blame myself because I make things hard and your
Just trying to help.
I got no gas,I'm winding out my gears.
This is one more day on the verge of tears.
And now my head hurts and my health is a joke.
And now I got to stop cause the headphones broke.

And we don't believe in filler.
Baby, if I could I'd sit this out.
(This is over, when I say it's over.)
This is a lesson in procrastination.

I kill myself because I'm so frustrated.
And every single second that I put it off, means another lonely night I
Gotta race the clock.
(I ignore it and it ignores me too)

What say we go and crash your car?
And every time I leave you go and lock the door.
And I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder.
I'm another day late and one year older, it's failure by design.

I'm out of everything.
No one sleeps until we get this shit out on the shelves.
It's late, I'm faltering.




But this time I got nothing to say besides...
DO DO DO, DO DO DO

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Brand New's song "Failure by Design" are a testament to the struggle of procrastination and the pressure to produce. The song opens with the singer watching someone else work through a window and becoming a recluse themselves. The singer blames themselves for making things hard despite the other person's attempts to help, and they wake up to long, sleepless nights of basement songwriting.


The song continues with the singer acknowledging that they don't believe in filler and would rather work themselves to exhaustion than put out something they don't believe in. The chorus repeats the line "This is a lesson in procrastination," emphasizing the cycle of frustration and self-blame that comes with creative work. The phrase "failure by design" ties together the overall theme of the song, suggesting that the singer sabotages their own success by refusing to compromise on their artistic vision.


The final verse sees the singer running on fumes, out of gas, with no sign of relief in sight. They have to stop because the headphones broke, a nod to the technical difficulties that can throw off even the most dedicated creators. The song ends with the anthemic repetition of "DO DO DO," a vague gesture toward continuing to push through despite the exhaustion.


Line by Line Meaning

Watch you, on the one's and two's.
Observing someone, perhaps a professional in the music or entertainment industry, operating the mixing console or DJ equipment.


Through a window in a well lit room.
Viewing this person's actions from a distance, likely through a window, within a bright and well-illuminated room or environment.


Become a recluse.
Isolating oneself from others or social situations, having a tendency to distance themselves and become more distrusting of others over time.


And I blame myself cause I make things hard and your just trying to help.
Feeling guilty or taking responsibility for any obstruction or difficulty being faced, while acknowledging another person's genuine efforts to provide assistance or support.


And when I wake up, your the first to call.
A certain person is the first point of contact made upon waking up from sleep or the start of the day.


This is one more late night basement song.
Referring to a habit of working or creating music late at night in the basements, often performing the same patterns and routines over and over again.


And I'm so sore, my voice has gone to hell, and this is one more sleepless Night,
Complaining of physical exhaustion, vocal strain, and lack of sleep after spending another long night working on music or other projects.


Because we don't believe in filler baby.
Asserting a preference for authenticity and substance over shallow or meaningless content, with the term 'baby' used as a form of endearment or emphasis.


If I could I'd sit this out.
Expressing a desire to not participate or be involved in a specific event or aspect of life, if possible.


(This is over when I say it's over.)
Declaring one's control or authority over a situation or event, and implying that it will only end when they decide it is over.


This is a lesson in procrastination.
Acknowledging the negative consequences of constant delay or inaction, and using the experience as a learning opportunity.


I kill myself because I'm so frustrated.
Being extremely hard on oneself or working tirelessly to achieve a goal despite feeling increasingly emotionally drained or overwhelmed.


And every single second that I put it off, means another lonely night I got To race the clock.
Recognizing that every moment spent procrastinating only leads to an increased sense of anxiety and urgency, as time is running out to complete a task or reach a goal.


(I ignore it and it ignores me too.)
Indicating a mentality of avoidance or denial, neglecting one's own needs in favor of putting off responsibilities or obligations, as a means of coping with stress or anxiety.


What say we go and crash your car?
Suggesting a reckless or daring action with potential negative consequences, taking risks as a way to seek adventure or excitement.


And every time I leave you go and lock the door.
Recognizing a pattern of a particular person closing themselves off or seemingly rejecting emotional intimacy, each time the artist tries to leave or distance themselves from this person.


So I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder, I'm another day late and One year older.
Expressing an attitude of resentment or defensiveness, letting small or insignificant things bother them and living each day feeling like they are falling further behind in their goals or aspirations as time passes.


It's failure by design.
Feeling as though one's own actions or choices have resulted in a pattern of failure or disappointment, with no clear or easy way out of the situation.


And we just want sleep, but this night is hell.
Craving rest or relief from stress or pressure, but finding that the current situation is causing extreme discomfort or anxiety.


I'm sick and sunk and I blame myself because I make things hard and your Just trying to help.
Feeling ill or defeated, while still owning up to the fact that the difficulties being faced are partly the artist's fault, while recognizing another person's efforts to be supportive.


I got no gas,I'm winding out my gears.
Feeling drained or out of energy, as if running on fumes, and pushing oneself to go beyond what feels comfortable or healthy.


This is one more day on the verge of tears.
Emotionally overwhelmed or sensitive, feeling like every day brings new challenges and potential heartbreak.


And now my head hurts and my health is a joke.
Suffering from emotional or physical exhaustion, and recognizing that their overall well-being or health has declined as a result of pushing themselves too hard.


And now I got to stop cause the headphones broke.
Encountering yet another obstacle or setback, even as they try to work through the challenges they face.


I'm out of everything.
Having depleted all possible resources or energy, and feeling like there is nothing left to give or offer in return.


No one sleeps until we get this shit out on the shelves.
Possibly referring to a creative or artistic project, where the demand for completion is high and keeping the people involved awake and diligent. Implementation would only happen when every aspect is ready for its launch.


It's late, I'm faltering.
Realizing that time is running out, and feeling weakened or less confident as a result.


But this time I got nothing to say besides... DO DO DO, DO DO DO
Admitting defeat or acknowledging that they don't have a solution, and using a rhythmic noise or sound to fill the silence, where words simply cannot.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BRIAN LANE, GARRETT TIERNEY, JESSE LACEY, VINCENT ACCARDI

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offchance

Watch you on the ones and twos
Through a window in a well lit room
Become a recluse
And I blame myself because I make things hard
And you're just trying to help
And when I wake up you're the first to call
This is one more late night basement song
And I'm so sore
My voice has gone to hell
And this is one more sleepless night because

We don't believe in filler, baby
If I could I'd sit this out

(This is over when I say it's over)
This is a lesson in procrastination
I kill myself because I'm so frustrated
And every single second that I put it off
Means another lonely night I gotta race the clock
(I ignore it and it ignores me too)
Let's say we go and crash your car
And every time I leave you go and lock the door
So I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder
I'm another day late and one year older
It's failure by design

And we just want sleep
But this night is hell
I'm sick and sunk and I blame myself
Because I make things hard and you're just trying to help
I got no gas (no gas)
I'm winding out my gears
This is one more day on the verge of tears
And now my head hurts (head hurts)
And my health is a joke
Now I gotta stop because the headphones broke

We don't believe in filler, baby
If I could I'd sit this out

(This is over when I say it's over)
This is a lesson in procrastination
I kill myself because I'm so frustrated
And every single second that I put it off
Means another lonely night I gotta race the clock
(I ignore it and it ignores me too)
Let's say we go and crash your car
And every time I leave you go and lock the door
And I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder
I'm another day late and one year older
It's failure by design

I'm out of everything
No one sleeps till we get this shit out on the shelves
It's late, I'm faltering
But this time I got nothing to say besides
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo (Baby, I'm better than this)
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo (Baby, I'm better than this)
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo (Baby, I'm better than this)
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Nothing to say besides

(This is over when I say it's over)
This is a lesson in procrastination
I kill myself because I'm so frustrated
And every single second that I put it off
Means another lonely night I gotta race the clock
(I ignore it and it ignores me too)
What say we go and crash your car?
And every time I leave you go and lock the door
So I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder
I'm another day late and one year older
I'm a failure by design



6 rings to rule them all

Watch you on the ones and twos
Through a window in a well lit room
Become a recluse
And I blame myself because I make things hard
And you're just trying to help
And when I wake up you're the first to call
This is one more late night basement song
And I'm so sore
My voice has gone to hell
And this is one more sleepless night because

We don't believe in filler, baby
If I could I'd sit this out

(This is over when I say it's over)
This is a lesson in procrastination
I kill myself because I'm so frustrated
And every single second that I put it off
Means another lonely night I gotta race the clock
(I ignore it and it ignores me too)
Let's say we go and crash your car
And every time I leave you go and lock the door
So I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder
I'm another day late and one year older
It's failure by design

And we just want sleep
But this night is hell
I'm sick and sunk and I blame myself
Because I make things hard and you're just trying to help
I got no gas (no gas)
I'm winding out my gears
This is one more day on the verge of tears
And now my head hurts (head hurts)
And my health is a joke
Now I gotta stop because the headphones broke

We don't believe in filler, baby
If I could I'd sit this out

(This is over when I say it's over)
This is a lesson in procrastination
I kill myself because I'm so frustrated
And every single second that I put it off
Means another lonely night I gotta race the clock
(I ignore it and it ignores me too)
Let's say we go and crash your car
And every time I leave you go and lock the door
And I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder
I'm another day late and one year older
It's failure by design

I'm out of everything
No one sleeps till we get this shit out on the shelves
It's late, I'm faltering
But this time I got nothing to say besides
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo (Baby, I'm better than this)
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo (Baby, I'm better than this)
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo (Baby, I'm better than this)
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Nothing to say besides

(This is over when I say it's over)
This is a lesson in procrastination
I kill myself because I'm so frustrated
And every single second that I put it off
Means another lonely night I gotta race the clock
(I ignore it and it ignores me too)
What say we go and crash your car?
And every time I leave you go and lock the door
So I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder
I'm another day late and one year older
I'm a failure by design



All comments from YouTube:

smegma

These guys basically got me through high school. I feel like i just injected 50 mL of nostalgia straight to my jugular.

AU

Jesus Is King.!!! Jesus Loves You❤.!!! John 14:6
King James Bible
Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me..!!! Follow Jesus Take The Narrow Path.!!!😊

Prest Easy

@smegma same but I’m only 15

RC Codes

never in the jugular...

Ryan Christopher

You aint lying.

smegma

Just now noticed this comment got so many likes. Hell yes. Still jammin to brand new to this day

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Zortha

This song is a anthem for young men with no prospects in life.

AU

Jesus Is King.!!! Jesus Loves You❤.!!! John 14:6
King James Bible
Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me..!!! Follow Jesus Take The Narrow Path.!!!😊

Theodore DeHart

Only as old as ya feel

jellyman333

yeahhh!

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