Centuries of Damn
Death Grips Lyrics


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Fuck the sun, fuck its kind
Daylight sucks, waste of mine
I fuck my mind, narrow my mind
I bide my time like fuck in place
One day, I'll wave sun to ice
Watch its kind get thrown like rice
My cackle stretch out like thunder
So fucking loud, it's vulgar

I pull my face out the dirt slow
These days I only wake up third of the way, narco
Held to deep rapid eye move, hold
These days I recede, rapid I reload
Gun my chances closed road, no road left to travel

I know what this calls for
Where's my scalpel?
Operation cut
Like I'm bored sew my inner war up like corn, rows
My internal war blows like freezing fog in Oslo
Frozen I can't get soft, baptized in hoarfrost
Like carbon monoxide garage
Freeze your blink with sandman's flush
I hate you so much
I hate your laws
I hate your need a cause
I hate your faux touch
I hate every last one of you
I ponder digesting razors just to be done with you
I love you so much

I'm triple the motherfucker
Mondo fisted, full of backwards
From banana town manor
My slang step like legless lizard
I fuck around, fashion a rocket
Shoot to Mercury for the winter
Extended vacation till I decompose on my splinters

I pull my face out the dirt slow
These days I only wake up third of the way, narco
Held to deep rapid eye move, hold
These days I recede, rapid I reload
Gun my chances closed road, no road left to travel

To centuries of damn
I've never been so yawn
Can't believe I'm still standing
Can't believe life take this long
I stagger off to find my lighter
I don't return until the day Sad A validates
Mankind's destiny in a worm

By the way, I don't pet bleachers
Courtside to nose-bleeders
Like I shoot shit with gimps
No response, losem' once
Incoming second attempt
To be real, I just shoot 'em up (just shoot 'em up)
Them clueless strut nailed to crucifix Lilith shoved up her cunt (shoved up her cunt)

Fuck

I pull my face out the dirt slow
These days I only wake up third of the way, narco
Held to deep rapid eye move, hold
These days I recede, rapid I reload
Gun my chances closed road, no road left to travel
I pull my face out the dirt slow
These days I only wake up third of the way, narco
Held to deep rapid eye move, hold




These days I recede, rapid I reload
Gun my chances closed road, no road left to travel

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in Death Grips' song "Centuries of Damn" are reflective of the nihilistic and rebellious tone of the band's music. The lyrics express a deep sense of anger, frustration, and discomfort with society and one's own mind. The opening lines of "Fuck the sun, fuck its kind/Daylight sucks, waste of mine" can be interpreted as a disdain for conventional societal norms and expectations, the sun representing the conventional, and daylight representing the expectations of people's daily lives. The following lines "I bide my time like f\*\*k in place/One day, I'll wave sun to ice/Watch its kind get thrown like rice" can be read as a desire to destroy the conventional and embrace chaos. The lyrics depict a persona who is fed up with life's monotony and seeks to disrupt it.


The middle section of the song, "To centuries of damn/I've never been so yawn/Can't believe life take this long/I stagger off to find my lighter/I don't return until the day Sad A validates/Mankind's destiny in a worm," expresses a disillusionment with life and the struggle to find meaning in it. The lines paint a picture of a person barely holding on, just looking for a way to escape the mundanity of life. The final section of the song, "I pull my face out the dirt slow/These days I only wake up third of the way, narco/Held to deep rapid eye move, hold/These days I recede, rapid I reload/Gun my chances closed road, no road left to travel," is a cry of despair, a final admission of defeat, and an unwillingness to give up the fight.


Overall, "Centuries of Damn" is a song that embodies the spirit of Death Grips, a band that has always been known for their experimentation and willingness to push the boundaries of conventional music.


Line by Line Meaning

Fuck the sun, fuck its kind
I hate the sun and everything it represents


Daylight sucks, waste of mine
I think daylight is a waste of time


I fuck my mind, narrow my mind
I intentionally damage and limit my own thinking


I bide my time like fuck in place
I'm waiting for something to happen, stuck in one spot


One day, I'll wave sun to ice
I'll destroy the sun, making it cold as ice


Watch its kind get thrown like rice
I'll get rid of everything associated with the sun


My cackle stretch out like thunder
My laughter is loud and powerful


So fucking loud, it's vulgar
My laughter is so loud, it's offensive


I pull my face out the dirt slow
I'm slowly coming out of a difficult situation


These days I only wake up third of the way, narco
I'm not fully awake, still in a drugged state


Held to deep rapid eye move, hold
I'm stuck in a deep sleep, unable to move


These days I recede, rapid I reload
I'm constantly retreating and recovering from difficult situations


Gun my chances closed road, no road left to travel
I've exhausted all my options and have nowhere left to go


I know what this calls for
I understand what needs to be done


Where's my scalpel?
I need to make precise cuts


Operation cut
I need to remove something important


Like I'm bored sew my inner war up like corn, rows
I'm sewing up my inner conflict out of boredom


My internal war blows like freezing fog in Oslo
My inner conflict is intense and difficult to navigate


Frozen I can't get soft, baptized in hoarfrost
I'm numb and unable to feel, frozen in my ways


Like carbon monoxide garage
I'm toxic and harmful


Freeze your blink with sandman's flush
I'm able to immobilize and control you


I hate you so much
I have a deep, intense hatred towards others


I hate your laws
I despise the rules put in place by society


I hate your need a cause
I don't understand or accept the motives behind others' actions


I hate your faux touch
I don't appreciate the insincere actions of others


I hate every last one of you
I have an all-encompassing hatred towards everyone


I ponder digesting razors just to be done with you
I'm considering self-harm or suicide to escape others


I love you so much
I have an intense and conflicting love-hate relationship with others


I'm triple the motherfucker
I'm an extremely tough and powerful individual


Mondo fisted, full of backwards
I have a lot of repressed anger and aggression


From banana town manor
I come from a strange and unconventional place


My slang step like legless lizard
I speak in a strange and twisted way


I fuck around, fashion a rocket
I play around, creating something dangerous


Shoot to Mercury for the winter
I'm willing to take risks, even if it means going to extreme places


Extended vacation till I decompose on my splinters
I'm willing to keep going, even if it means dying in the process


To centuries of damn
I've been going through difficulties for a long time


I've never been so yawn
I'm extremely bored and tired


Can't believe I'm still standing
I'm surprised that I'm still alive and pushing through


Can't believe life take this long
I'm frustrated with how long it's taking for things to get better


I stagger off to find my lighter
I'm struggling and looking for something to help me


I don't return until the day Sad A validates
I won't be content until I'm recognized and validated


Mankind's destiny in a worm
Humanity's fate is to decay and be consumed


By the way, I don't pet bleachers
I don't conform or follow the crowd


Courtside to nose-bleeders
I'm at the forefront, watching from the best possible spot


Like I shoot shit with gimps
I'm unpredictable and erratic


No response, losem' once
I don't back down, even if I lose


Incoming second attempt
I'm ready to give it another shot


To be real, I just shoot 'em up (just shoot 'em up)
I'm willing to use violence and force to get what I want


Them clueless strut nailed to crucifix Lilith shoved up her cunt (shoved up her cunt)
Others are naive and vulnerable, and I'm willing to take advantage of that


I pull my face out the dirt slow
I'm slowly coming out of a difficult situation


These days I only wake up third of the way, narco
I'm not fully awake, still in a drugged state


Held to deep rapid eye move, hold
I'm stuck in a deep sleep, unable to move


These days I recede, rapid I reload
I'm constantly retreating and recovering from difficult situations


Gun my chances closed road, no road left to travel
I've exhausted all my options and have nowhere left to go




Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED
Written by: ANDREW MORIN, STEFAN CORBIN BURNETT, ZACHARY CHARLES HILL

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@christianmatheron6444

Jenny Death is one of the few things that has actually delivered after the incomprehensible hype. Every track is remarkable.

@benbancroft7648

Yh this is pretty good for that kind of build up, nowhere near as bad as the cannibal Ox album release in February which had a 14 year build up 😂

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@nomadben

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@clintonleonard5187

This and On GP will go down in history. Death Grips accomplished something incredible here.

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@falloutworldrecord

The fact the follow each other on the album ends it on a pretty grim note

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If anything goes down in history that came from death grips it's the money store not this

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