Low
Code Orange Kids Lyrics


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Just jealous gods and mechanical insects, (pathetic)
Hair raising accounts of the future.
Thoughts of reflection and silence and infest,
These meetings wont satisfy all my instincts
Lowest of the lows, I can't rely on myself,
Enough is enough, spirits dust off the serpents.
Cursed are we who bare this face of rotten gums
And dirt filled teeth
Born with a face of disgust and a head full of panic




On a losing streak and it doesn't seem worth it.
The sickest part is that I fucking need this.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in Code Orange Kids' song "LOW" express the feeling of being trapped and hopeless, with no one to rely on. The opening line, "Just jealous gods and mechanical insects (pathetic)," is a image of a dark and uncaring world, with the deities and machines serving as symbols of omnipotent but emotionless entities. The next line, "Hair raising accounts of the future," implies that the future is bleak and terrifying, filled with danger and uncertainty.


The next few lines - "Thoughts of reflection and silence and infest, / These meetings won't satisfy all my instincts" - convey a sense of frustration with society's expectations and limitations. The singer is yearning for something more and is dissatisfied with the mundane and unfulfilling events of daily life.


The chorus, "Lowest of the lows, I can't rely on myself, / Enough is enough, spirits dust off the serpents," speaks to the singer's immense feelings of helplessness and vulnerability. The phrase "dust off the serpents" suggests a need to cleanse oneself of harmful influences and negative thinking.


The second verse continues with the singer's bleak view of life, with lines like "Cursed are we who bare this face of rotten gums / And dirt filled teeth." These lines highlight the singer's self-loathing and feelings of being rejected by society. The final lines, "The sickest part is that I fucking need this," are ambiguous, but might refer to the idea that the singer is almost addicted to feelings of pain and despair and cannot imagine living in any other way.


Line by Line Meaning

Just jealous gods and mechanical insects, (pathetic)
The world is ruled by beings and machines that don't care about us.


Hair raising accounts of the future.
Predictions of what is to come are terrifying.


Thoughts of reflection and silence and infest,
Consideration of past actions and resulting guilt is consuming.


These meetings wont satisfy all my instincts
Intense feelings cannot be resolved through simple interactions.


Lowest of the lows, I can't rely on myself,
Feeling incredibly low and helpless, lacking self-sufficiency.


Enough is enough, spirits dust off the serpents.
Fed up with negativity, trying to shake it off.


Cursed are we who bare this face of rotten gums
Hating one's outward appearance and demeanor.


And dirt filled teeth
Trying to mask these imperfections.


Born with a face of disgust and a head full of panic
Feeling burdened by fundamental qualities out of control.


On a losing streak and it doesn't seem worth it.
Continual setbacks create feelings of futility.


The sickest part is that I fucking need this.
Despite all of the pain, there is an addiction to this destructive lifestyle.




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