Requiem
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Well the world's getting heavy and it sticks to my feet
well practiced in losing and brave in defeat
with no friends in this business you keep your enemies sweet
and keep one in the chamber for every stranger you meet

I'll take pieces of silver for a head full of rhyme
I'll take a headache and a casket for a life full of time
I'll take a patch of new mexico and I will call it mine
And I'll swear never to return to the scene of the crime

Well the mob's getting angry and the torches alight
Because they're putting up taxes by a penny tonight
And you can never taste freedom boys if you run from a fight
And when the heavens are falling take a step to the right

So we smoke ourselves skinny and we drink ourselves blind
Self-discovery knocks but there is nothing to find
And if you're looking for victims would you keep me in mind
Let us be kissed on the cheek, let us be fucked from behind

There's no need to tread carefully there's no need to fear
Just talk in obscure non-specifics and try to look all sincere
Every administration blames the one from last year
So when consequence calls there'll be nobody here

So we sell out our kids for a tank full of gas
And a lifetime in plastics for a fistful of cash
Let the rivers run dry let the economy crash
And let the discotheques resound to the requiem mass

So we sell out our kids for a tank full of gas
And a lifetime in plastics for a fistful of cash




Let the rivers run dry let the economy crash
And let the discotheques resound to the requiem mass

Overall Meaning

David's song Requiem delves into the darker side of capitalism and the politics surrounding it. The lyrics describe someone who has become accustomed to losing and ready to face defeat even when they have no allies in the cutthroat business. The singer of the song is willing to do whatever it takes to survive in this unforgiving world. They are willing to trade their creativity and ideas for money, suffer headaches for a life with no time, and run away from their wrongdoings by claiming ownership of a new patch of land. The song touches upon themes of rebellion, governmental corruption, self-destruction, and greed, while also pointing a finger at the general public's indifference to these issues.


The lyrics play with macabre imagery and metaphorical language, to illustrate how dark and dire the situation has become. The torch-bearing mob that's rising against the tax increment is a grim vision for anyone who imagines how quickly dissatisfaction can fuel a destructive movement. The depiction of self-destruction through substance abuse and letting oneself be manipulated by others goes hand in hand with the idea that society is slowly spiraling out of control. Lastly, the repetition of the final verse underscores the importance of the message, and the somber and final tone resonates with a sense of hopelessness and desperation.


Line by Line Meaning

Well the world's getting heavy and it sticks to my feet
The weight of the world is affecting me and it's hard to move forward


well practiced in losing and brave in defeat
I have experience in failure and I am courageous even when defeated


with no friends in this business you keep your enemies sweet
In this line of work, you don't have friends, just enemies whom you have to appease


and keep one in the chamber for every stranger you meet
As a defensive measure, I always keep a loaded gun in case of danger


I'll take pieces of silver for a head full of rhyme
I will accept payment for my poetry, even if it's not much


I'll take a headache and a casket for a life full of time
I will endure the difficulties of life, as long as I have enough time to live it


I'll take a patch of new mexico and I will call it mine
I will claim a small piece of land as my own


And I'll swear never to return to the scene of the crime
I vow to never go back to a place where I did something wrong


Well the mob's getting angry and the torches alight
An angry mob is forming, ready to cause harm


Because they're putting up taxes by a penny tonight
The reason for the mob's anger is a small increase in taxes


And you can never taste freedom boys if you run from a fight
One cannot experience true freedom if they back down from a challenge


And when the heavens are falling take a step to the right
When everything is going wrong, it's important to take action and move in a different direction


So we smoke ourselves skinny and we drink ourselves blind
As a form of escapism, we indulge in self-destructive habits


Self-discovery knocks but there is nothing to find
We try to explore ourselves, but there's nothing noteworthy to discover


And if you're looking for victims would you keep me in mind
If someone is looking for someone to hurt, I am a candidate


Let us be kissed on the cheek, let us be fucked from behind
We are willing to take any form of affection, even if it's not genuine or comes at a cost


There's no need to tread carefully there's no need to fear
We don't need to be cautious or afraid of anything


Just talk in obscure non-specifics and try to look all sincere
When communicating, it's better to be vague and insincere than tell the truth


Every administration blames the one from last year
Leaders always place the blame for problems on their predecessors


So when consequence calls there'll be nobody here
When the consequences of our actions catch up to us, we will be nowhere to be found


So we sell out our kids for a tank full of gas
We prioritize our own immediate needs over the future of our children


And a lifetime in plastics for a fistful of cash
We sacrifice our health and environment for a small amount of money


Let the rivers run dry let the economy crash
We are willing to let natural resources and the economy collapse to fulfill our own desires


And let the discotheques resound to the requiem mass
As society falls apart, we continue to party and celebrate even as we approach the end


So we sell out our kids for a tank full of gas
We prioritize our own immediate needs over the future of our children


And a lifetime in plastics for a fistful of cash
We sacrifice our health and environment for a small amount of money


Let the rivers run dry let the economy crash
We are willing to let natural resources and the economy collapse to fulfill our own desires


And let the discotheques resound to the requiem mass
As society falls apart, we continue to party and celebrate even as we approach the end




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Written by: David Ford

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