Smother
Daughter (Kaj. Remix) Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴

I'm wasted, losing time
I'm a foolish, fragile spine
I want all that is not mine
I want him but we're not right

In the darkness I will meet my creators
And they will all agree, that I'm a suffocator
I should go now quietly
For my bones have found a place
To lie down and sleep
Where all my layers can become reeds
All my limbs can become trees
All my children can become me
What a' mess I leave
To follow

In the darkness I will meet my creators
They will all agree, I'm a suffocator

Suffocator
Oh no
I'm sorry if I smothered you
I sometimes wish I'd stayed inside




My mother
Never' to come out

Overall Meaning

The song "Smother" by Daughter is a melancholic piece that deals with feelings of despair, loneliness, and the struggle to find one's place in life. The lyrics convey a sense of longing and regret, as the singer laments her inability to connect with the person she desires.


The opening lines, "I'm wasted, losing time; I'm a foolish, fragile spine" suggest that the singer is feeling lost and vulnerable. The line "I want all that is not mine; I want him but we're not right" reveals that she is fixated on someone who is not reciprocating her feelings. The chorus, "In the darkness I will meet my creators and they will all agree, that I'm a suffocator" indicates that the singer feels like she is suffocating under the weight of her emotions and desires, and that this is causing her pain and suffering.


The lyrics also touch on themes of death and rebirth, with the lines "I should go now quietly; for my bones have found a place; to lie down and sleep; where all my layers can become reeds; all my limbs can become trees; all my children can become me." These lyrics suggest that the singer is ready to let go of her pain and sorrow, and to become one with nature.


Overall, "Smother" is a powerful song that deals with complex emotions and themes. Its haunting melody and evocative lyrics make it a memorable piece of music.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm wasted, losing time
I'm wasting my time doing useless things and not focusing on what truly matters.


I'm a foolish, fragile spine
I'm foolish and weak, easily giving in to my desires and lacking in strength to resist them.


I want all that is not mine
I desire things that are not meant for me and try to claim them, causing harm and disappointment.


I want him but we're not right
I desire someone who is not a good fit for me, causing pain and heartache for both of us.


In the darkness I will meet my creators
In my darkest moments, I will face the consequences of my actions and confront those who created me.


And they will all agree, that I'm a suffocator
My creators will see that I am suffocating those around me with my selfish desires and actions.


I should go now quietly
I should leave this world without causing any more harm, without making a scene.


For my bones have found a place
My body has found a final resting place where it can decompose and become a part of nature.


To lie down and sleep
To rest and merge with the earth as a way of finding peace and release from my troubles.


Where all my layers can become reeds
Where all the different aspects of my being can merge and become one, like the reeds in a pond.


All my limbs can become trees
All the parts of my body can be transformed into the beauty and majesty of a tree.


All my children can become me
All the people and things I have created or influenced can become a part of who I am and how I am remembered.


What a' mess I leave
The chaos and destruction I have caused in my life will be my legacy and the burden of those left behind.


To follow
To continue on after I am gone, to bear witness to the aftermath of my life.


Suffocator
I am suffocating those around me with my behavior and desires.


Oh no
I realize the harm I have caused and the pain I am feeling.


I'm sorry if I smothered you
I apologize for suffocating or overwhelming those who have been affected by my actions.


I sometimes wish I'd stayed inside
I sometimes wish I had never existed or had remained hidden to prevent the consequences of my actions.


My mother
The person who gave birth to me and who is a part of me.


Never' to come out
Never to exist or cause harm to the world.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ELENA VERONICA TONRA, IGOR ALEXANDRE HAEFELI

Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it

Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found
Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@ryanpham3308

Personally, I find this song to be a testament to myself.

I've been depressed for four years, since having lost a close friend to the 2015 Paris attacks (will not name who) while I was in middle school. Usually, I was the bright and bubbly outcast who somehow made a name for himself, but for four weeks straight after having received the news, I was sullen and seclusive. Two days after I broke down, making clear the revelation to many of my friends in class, and received much needed counseling and consoling. Not that it helped much.

My younger sister OD'd at the end of my high school year (still alive), and while she's let it slide, I still constantly blame myself for not knowing she was in such bad shape personally to have done such a thing. Hell, I had not a clue how depressed she was, prior to having done so. By now, we've ironed things out, but I still cry myself to bed in secret at the thought alone.

"Smother" was introduced to me by my second ex-girlfriend, with whom I've remained on good terms, post-breakup. Never before was I touched by a song so much or could relate to it to such a strong capacity, since it reminded me so much of myself and the above mentioned events.

My high school senior year, five people who I was close to were killed; one (my German teacher) in a motorcycle crash, the other four by suicide. The school only gave a shit for one student who was on the junior varsity football team; the others went quiet.

This year, said ex-girlfriend took her life.

I don't look the part, but I'm hurting. So much.



@nawarharou2505

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I'm wasted, losing time
I'm a foolish, fragile spine
I want all that is not mine
I want him but we're not right

[Chorus]
In the darkness I will meet my creators
And they will all agree, that I'm a suffocator

[Verse 2]
I should go now quietly
For my bones have found a place
To lie down and sleep
Where all my layers can become reeds
All my limbs can become trees
All my children can become me
What a mess I leave
To follow
To follow
To follow
To follow

[Chorus]
In the darkness I will meet my creators
And they will all agree, that I'm a suffocator

Oh love I'm sorry if I smothered you I'm sorry if I smothered you I sometimes wish I'd stayed inside My mother Never to come out



@PatricParrot

I don't regret knowing to know who you are.
I don't regret seeing who you were behind the veil you show to others.
I don't even regret coming to love you and feel my soul awaken with the joy and thirst for the life that we could have made together.
I feel the sorrow that you let go of who I am.
You forgot the person who you had fallen in love with.
Even if it was because of someone else or because of myself.
I awake each day feeling the same way I did for you.
I awake feeling as though there is something that I should have said.
Something I should have felt.

That isn't the case.
You forgot me.
You forgot that I was the one who loved you when you were there.
I was the one who told you that you were more than even you saw yourself as.
I guess that is the problem with me.

I built you up.
I was the one who fell.

Now I am the one who is the rubble while you are the one.
The ones who awoke the dream that lived inside me.
Now I am the one who is left behind.



@eduardotorero1609

I’m wasted, losing time
I’m a foolish, fragile spine
I want all that is not mine
I want him but we’re not right

In the darkness I will meet my creators
And they will all agree, that I’m a suffocator

I should go now quietly
For my bones have found a place to lie down and sleep
Where all my layers can become reeds
All my limbs can become trees
All my children can become me
What a mess I leave
To follow [4x]

In the darkness I will meet my creators
They will all agree, I’m a suffocator
Suffocator [2x]

Oh no
I’m sorry if I smothered you [2x]
I sometimes wish I’d stayed inside my mother
Never to come out



@ritnim8353

I'm wasted, losing time
On a foolish, fragile spine.
I want all that is not mine,
I want him but we're not right.

In the darkness, I will meet my creators
And they will all agree that I'm a suffocator.

I should go now quietly,
For my bones have found a place to lie down and sleep.
Where all my layers can become reeds,
All my limbs can become trees,
All my children can become me,
What a mess I'll leave,
To follow
To follow
To follow
To follow

In the darkness, I will meet my creators
And they will all agree that I'm a suffocator,
Suffocator
Suffocator

Oh no,
I'm sorry if I smothered you,
I'm sorry if I smothered you,
I sometimes wish I'd stay inside, my mother
Never to come out.



@avenoftheabyss4773

No friends. My friends always leave me behind. I'm adopted, and while my siblings all got to be with each other, it was just me who was left alone. Not to mention why we got adopted out being the reason a few of the messed up ones, including me, got PTSD with all the other mental issues that I can thank our parents for since all they did was huff paint and drink when they had us and our mother even when she was pregnant. I still remember the times when my parents would lock us in this small closet just because we were being loud from crying, the only person in there with me being my other sister who's a year older. I remember her crying. I remember having lice in my hair, my teeth having bottle rot, my stomach protruding from being malnourished. I remember whenever I got scared, sad, or hungry, it wasn't our parents there, as they were off getting drunk or high, but it was two of our older siblings, my eldest sister and youngest brother. Whenever I cried from a bloody nose, my eldest sister would be the one to calm me. When I woke up screaming from nightmares, they would be there for me. I remember getting adopted out. They all got adopted with each other, the three brothers and one sister, the one who would cry with me in the closet, moved somewhere. My other three sisters, including my eldest, the one who always took care of me, moved to another house as well. I remember them visiting when we were younger, we would all have so much fun. Then it would be time for them to go, and as I stood at the screen door and looked out, I would watch them go as they weren't all together but at least they had each other. Over the years, they visited less and less, and now I don't even hear from my brothers or one sister. My brother brought me a teddy bear once, and I hugged it as I walked with him down my adoptive parent's sidewalk; he was wearing jail clothes. Unsurprising since my brothers have all been in jail at least once, my sister lost her children once already, and my other sister with my two other sisters has been in and out of psych for her bipolar disorder. One time she even shoved her mom, or was it hit, I don't remember. She's a mess too.
Our biological parents have been dead for years now. Then they all try and talk to me on something like Facebook, and say "I love you" like we're "Family." Yeah right. We haven't been family since were were just kids. I want to tell them, "I don't need you, maybe I did once, but now I don't want to," because it's true, I don't need them. Them, or my former "friends," or the ones in name only like on Facebook.

And now, I'm all grown up. No friends. I used to have friends, but they decided to leave me behind also. Depression, ADHD, Anxiety, some FAS even, I'm a mess.
I've thought of suicide before, of cutting my wrists, because I'm really a waste sometimes. And even with medications, I still get so gut-wrenchingly depressed.
As far as I'm concerned, I have no family except my mom and dad, the ones who adopted me. When they die, I'll be completely alone. I've thought of just ending it right there, because the thought of being absolutely alone terrifies me. My adoptive sisters, I have two, already had their own family when I was adopted. I rely on first impressions only, and I remember my one sister, the younger, giving me the feeling of almost resentment. I was an outsider, I got that easily, and I was a kid. The other sister, she tried to get close, but since I was already so gone, she never got through and now she never will. Their kids, my nieces or nephews, I got close to, but they would eventually grow up and move on also. I'd say I've broken from them also, but I was never truly close...so that helps.

This song makes me think of all the things in my life that I now look at bitterly. There are things I do treasure in my life though, but it has nothing to do with siblings or friends. It's my adoptive parents, my parents, my little pet furballs (gerbils), my hobbies, my books, and online things or people.

I think of this song, get depressed, but then I remember that if I accomplish my dream of being a graphic novelist, maybe I'll gain some real friends. One day I'll be happy, not alone, or not afraid of being so. For now though, I'll take the occasional time to wallow. For that, I thank songs like this, as nothing makes me think of my past as such.

It also feels better to get stuff out, even if no one gives a care.
Ha. And they say therapy would help, it's just talking. This will do.



@shaincontrerascofre4449

"Agobio"

Soy un desperdicio, pierdiendo el tiempo
Soy una tonta y frágil espina dorsal
Quiero todo lo que no es mío
Lo quiero a él, pero lo nuestro no es posible

En la oscuridad me encontrare con mis creadores
y todos estarán de acuerdo en que soy un agobio

Debería ir me ahora, silenciosamente
Con mis huesos hayando un lugar para enterrarse y descansar
Donde todas mis capas pueden volverse juncos,
Todas mis extremidades pueden volverse árboles
Todos mis hijos pueden convertirse en mi
Que lío que dejo
para seguir ...

Oh, Amor
Perdoname si te he agobiado,
Perdoname si te he agobiado,
A veces desearía haber permanecido dentro de mi madre
para nunca salir de ahí



All comments from YouTube:

@miriam8376

I love that she says "I wish I'd stayed inside my mother," instead of "I wish I'd never been born." As tragic as it is, it's also more hopeful. Inside our mothers we're at our safest, the closest to another human being we can be, and we still have all of our potential with none of our failures. It's a risk-free, entirely loved form of existing.

@jennygriesbaum068

I wish I could have stayed there forever..

@bbuuttercupp

That's a beautiful observation/interpretation. Thank you for pointing it out.

@shrutimishra242

this made me tear up

@jdrelectricaltelford8896

Wow that’s deep, very true though 🙂

@bbygurl8821

such a beautiful comment

37 More Replies...

@TheSodaBurst

Daughter's songs always make me think I'm drowning. I think it's the beautiful echoes.

@hunajajamaito9125

All I see is your profile picture.

@javierafigueroamoraga8316

TheSodaBurst Thissss If I could give you a million likes I would

@22darian

TheSodaBurst my therapist always told me that feeling came from the echoing of memories

More Comments

More Versions