Groupie
Danny Denial Lyrics
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with the line in that song you never sing
And you probably know I go to every show
in the hopes that your mic stand murders me
Do you want to save me from the void?
Do you want to save me from the void?
Don't be a pervert throw me in the trunk
Serenade my tacos I'm so fucking drunk
Swear I'm not a sellout let's stay up all night
If we cross the border I'll be yours for life
Groupie!
Groupie!
Groupie!
Groupie!
And when you're all sold out it's like a gun in the mouth
cause I can't bear to share any part of you
Break down the back of the bar, load in the back of the car
even though you never ask me to
How are you immune to celluloid?
How are you immune to celluloid?
I'm the worst man I'm a dilettante
Whenever I'm around you try being nonchalant
Let me do a cover I want to make you proud
If we track together we'll be like girls aloud
Groupie!
Groupie!
Groupie!
Groupie!
I'm a known imposter in the best disguise you've ever seen
I'm a tragic groupie whore for the southern baptist scene
Don't be a pervert throw me in the trunk
Serenade my tacos I'm so fucking drunk
Swear I'm not a sellout let's stay up all night
If we cross the border I'll be yours for life
Groupie!
Groupie!
Groupie!
Groupie!
The lyrics to Danny Denial's song "Groupie" portray a complex and tumultuous relationship between the singer and an idolized figure, possibly a musician or performer. The singer expresses a deep longing and obsession with this individual, admitting that they attend every show in hopes of experiencing something profound or life-altering. There is a sense of despair and yearning in the lines "Every time I'm depressed I get a little obsessed with the line in that song you never sing," suggesting a connection between the singer's mental state and their fixation on this person.
The repeated questioning of "Do you want to save me from the void?" highlights the singer's desperation for salvation or connection from the object of their affection. It hints at a desire for emotional rescue or validation from someone they admire. The reference to being "murdered" by the mic stand could symbolize a metaphorical death or destruction of the self in the presence of this individual, emphasizing the intensity of their feelings.
The lyrics also touch on themes of identity and authenticity, as the singer struggles with their own sense of self-worth and belonging. Lines like "I'm the worst man I'm a dilettante" and "I'm a known imposter in the best disguise you've ever seen" suggest a sense of inadequacy or impostor syndrome. There is a contrast between the singer's self-deprecating thoughts and their desire to impress and please the object of their admiration.
The chorus, with its repeated chants of "Groupie! Groupie!," conveys a sense of longing, devotion, and perhaps a hint of self-awareness about the singer's role in this relationship dynamic. The references to alcohol and reckless behavior add a layer of desperation and vulnerability to the narrative, as the singer grapples with their own insecurities and desires. Overall, the lyrics of "Groupie" paint a vivid portrait of a complex and troubled relationship fueled by obsession, yearning, and a search for validation and connection.
Line by Line Meaning
Every time I'm depressed I get a little obsessed
When I feel down, I become fixated on something
with the line in that song you never sing
Specifically, the part of the music that you never perform
And you probably know I go to every show
You must be aware that I attend all your performances
in the hopes that your mic stand murders me
Secretly wishing for an intense emotional reaction from your music
Do you want to save me from the void?
Are you willing to rescue me from feeling empty inside?
Don't be a pervert throw me in the trunk
Please don't treat me in a creepy or disrespectful manner
Serenade my tacos I'm so fucking drunk
Sing to me in a charming way while I'm heavily intoxicated
Swear I'm not a sellout let's stay up all night
I promise I'm genuine, let's stay awake together
If we cross the border I'll be yours for life
If we take risks together, I'll be devoted to you forever
Groupie!
Fulfilling the role of a dedicated fan or follower
And when you're all sold out it's like a gun in the mouth
When you're completely popular, it feels suffocating to me
cause I can't bear to share any part of you
I struggle to see others receive your attention
Break down the back of the bar, load in the back of the car
Help with setting up after shows, willing to do the hard work
even though you never ask me to
Even though you don't explicitly request my assistance
How are you immune to celluloid?
How do you remain unaffected by the glamour of fame?
I'm the worst man I'm a dilettante
I feel inadequate and inexperienced compared to you
Whenever I'm around you try being nonchalant
I attempt to act cool and unaffected when in your presence
Let me do a cover I want to make you proud
Allow me to perform a version of your song to impress you
If we track together we'll be like girls aloud
Collaborating with you will make us stand out like a popular girl group
Groupie!
Embracing the role of a dedicated fan or follower
I'm a known imposter in the best disguise you've ever seen
Acknowledging that I don't truly belong, but pretending otherwise
I'm a tragic groupie whore for the southern baptist scene
Expressing a deep connection to a specific type of music culture
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Danny Denial
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