Beckoned
Coal Chamber Lyrics


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All dressed in black
Eyes of attack
Coming with one hand in pocket
To take from me
Sin in the eyes I see
Sin is nice of me
Nothing left for me
Reality
Forget it

You have messed up
Can't do anything
And I have messed up
Can't do anything
You're just a fuckup
I'm just a fuckup
We're just two fuckups
At least we're fucked
Up together

So sad to see you go
I said to myself you
Know
So sad to see a mind
Disappear through
Time
Lunacy's an argued
Taste
I guess there's no time
To waste
Oh passing times it's a
Passing phase
Reality
Forget it

You have messed up
Can't do anything
And I have messed up
Can't do anything
You're just a fuckup
I'm just a fuckup
We're just two fuckups
At least we're fucked
Up together

We are two fuckups

You have messed up
Can't do anything
And I have messed up
Can't do anything
You're just a fuckup
I'm just a fuckup
We're just two fuckups
At least we're fucked
Up together

Together, together
Together, together...on
Paper

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Note:
This album is completed.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Coal Chamber's song Beckoned are a reflection on the harsh reality of life and the struggles that come with it. The song starts off with a description of a figure dressed in black approaching the singer, with a sense of aggression in their eyes. The figure seems to be after something valuable that the singer possesses. The sin the figure embodies is also noted, implying that their intentions are not entirely pure. The singer then expresses a sense of resignation- that there is nothing left for them in reality, thus they must forget it.


The lyrics then move to a conversation between two people who refer to each other as 'fuckups'. They both acknowledge that they have messed up in some way or another, and that there is not much they can do about it. However, there is a sense of comfort in knowing that they are in the same boat- that they are both messed up together. This sentiment is repeated multiple times, emphasizing the bond that they share.


The song then shifts to a mournful tone as the singer talks about the sadness they feel in watching someone's mind disappear with time. The concept of lunacy is also mentioned, hinting at mental illness. The passing of time is also noted- that it is a fleeting phase that we have to come to terms with. The song ends with the repetition of the 'fuckup' sentiment, but this time it is extended to include the listeners as well, drawing them into the shared struggle.


Overall, the song Beckoned is a reflection on the difficulties of life and the sense of isolation and resignation that can come with it. However, through the use of the repeated 'fuckup' sentiment, the song also emphasizes the importance of shared experience and solidarity.


Line by Line Meaning

All dressed in black
Both of us are wearing black clothing.


Eyes of attack
Our eyes show aggression.


Coming with one hand in pocket
We are approaching with one hand in our pocket.


To take from me
We are here to take something from me.


Sin in the eyes I see
I can see sin in your eyes.


Sin is nice of me
I find sin to be pleasurable.


Nothing left for me
There is nothing left for me.


Reality
This is the reality of the situation.


Forget it
We should just forget about it.


You have messed up
You have made a mistake.


Can't do anything
We cannot do anything about it now.


And I have messed up
I have also made a mistake.


You're just a fuckup
You are a failure.


I'm just a fuckup
I am also a failure.


We're just two fuckups
We are both failures.


At least we're fucked
But at least we are together in our failure.


Up together
We are in this failure together.


So sad to see you go
It is sad to see you leave.


I said to myself you
I told myself that you


Know
understood.


So sad to see a mind
It is sad to see a mind


Disappear through
disappear over


Time
time.


Lunacy's an argued
Madness is subjective.


Taste
It is a matter of taste.


I guess there's no time
I suppose there is no time


To waste
to waste.


Oh passing times it's a
Passing times, it is just a


Passing phase
passing phase.


We are two fuckups
We both are failures.


Together, together
We are in this together.


Together, together...on Paper
We are together on this paper.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BRADLEY JAMES FAFARA, MIGUEL RASCON, MIKE COX, RAYNA FOSS

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