Inanimate Sensation
Death Grips Lyrics
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Vantage perspective from objective it came from
Inanimate situation
No relation close liaison
No conversation, no social contagion
Bother me, wanna be comrade intrusive
I remain
Inanimate aloof skip
Like "no can do, bitch"
My vinyl vibrate higher than you, bitch
I represent, ain't meant to pursue which
One of you, oh you all wanna ride, well I ain't got room stress
While we continue to make shit tight the loosest
Blown out
Base
You got a minute
You're in my way
What's wrong?
Wrong with who?
So what's going on?
Okay
Where you at right now?
I'm not with you
Inanimate persuasion
Strictly still life with all of my occasion
Inanimate surge of inspiration
Glow like thermonuclear invasion
Compared to swapping thoughts regurgitation
I revel in lack of slightest acquaintance
No rancid level after taste inanimate negate opinion
As it unravel like enigmatic onion
Layers of interdimensional dominion
Blown out
Base
Yeah, bitch
My smoke, my butane
My boots, my headphones, my medicated noose
My deadroom, my Schwartzwald hat, my Mac
My macaque skull, my lysergic stash
Empty streets at night, my bike
Apartment sink filled with dry ice
Condemned tenement, brandished rail spike
Disturb in flat noir and stale white
Grey cloud curled around my bearded compound like boa
One of two thunderbolt we ain't broke on tour
Concrète antique trapdoor twenty-four
Spots to get that get right
When I gotta get right some more
Type of get right I can't afford
I covet these things more than any living
I've never been
Blown out
Base
I'm so Northern California, I call scratch "bammer"
Pure overhander
Live show on a banner
Axl Rose in a blender
Slash on Satan's fender
Rick James on the cover
Running through your lover
Like Mean Mr. Mustard
Stadium style
For those who came to jock
Watch that man salute you
Endless nameless Lady Godivas we snoop to
Like eighty-three mermaids in Brooklyn Zoo
Inanimate ghetto box we used to pimp through
Blown out
Base
Inanimate fixation
Obsessed with my demo tape collection
Inanimate riffs I'm glazin'
Brag you're making music, naw, you're makin' bacon
Skinhead, skinhead inna Dublin
I like my iPod more than fuckin
Blown out
Base
In the song "Inanimate Sensation" by Death Grips, the lyrics speak to the singer's lack of connection to their surroundings, society, and relationships. The opening lines, "Inanimate sensation, vantage perspective from objective it came from, inanimate situation, no relation close liaison," suggest that the singer views themselves as being disconnected from their environment and relationships, almost as if they are observing everything from an objective perspective. The next few lines talk about how the singer doesn't want to be bothered by others who are intrusive and don't care about their boundaries. They remain aloof and counterfeit, lacking the desire to engage with others on a deeper level.
As the song continues, the lyrics describe the singer's interests and possessions that they value more than anything else, like their "vinyl" and "my deadroom, my Schwartzwald hat, my Mac." The singer is obsessed with the inanimate objects that surround them, while they are disconnected from human connections. The lyrics also refer to the singer's musical inspiration and their collection of demo tapes, which they value more than anything else.
The chorus, "Blown out base," repeats throughout the song, representing the singer's detachment from reality and society. He is too caught up in his own world, his music, and his possessions to focus on human relationships. Overall, the song conveys a sense of disconnection, apathy, and disillusionment, as the singer values inanimate objects more than human connections.
Line by Line Meaning
Inanimate sensation
The feeling of being non-living
Vantage perspective from objective it came from
Coming from an objective point of view
Inanimate situation
A situation that lacks life or emotion
No relation close liaison
No close relationship or connection
No conversation, no social contagion
No conversation or social interaction
Bother me, wanna be comrade intrusive
I am bothered by people who try to be too close to me
I remain
I stay as I am
Inanimate aloof skip
I remain disconnected from others
Counterfeit
Not authentic
Like 'no can do, bitch'
I cannot do it, and I don't care what you think
My vinyl vibrate higher than you, bitch
My record player is better than yours
I represent, ain't meant to pursue which
I am not meant to pursue anything specific
One of you, oh you all wanna ride, well I ain't got room stress
I cannot take everyone with me and I don't want the extra stress
While we continue to make shit tight the loosest
We make the most out of what we have
Blown out
Loud, overwhelming
Base
Instrumental music
You got a minute
Do you have a moment?
You're in my way
You are obstructing me
What's wrong?
What is the problem?
Wrong with who?
Who is the problem?
So what's going on?
What is happening?
Okay
I understand
Where you at right now?
Where are you currently located?
I'm not with you
I am not with you physically or mentally
Inanimate persuasion
Trying to convince someone in a lifeless way
Strictly still life with all of my occasion
My life is still and lacks excitement
Inanimate surge of inspiration
Inspiration coming from lifeless objects
Glow like thermonuclear invasion
Shining brightly like a powerful explosion
Compared to swapping thoughts regurgitation
Compared to repetitive and unoriginal thinking
I revel in lack of slightest acquaintance
I enjoy being completely alone and unknown
No rancid level after taste inanimate negate opinion
No bad feelings left after cutting off all opinions
As it unravel like enigmatic onion
It is revealed slowly like an enigmatic onion
Layers of interdimensional dominion
Multiple layers of control in different dimensions
My smoke, my butane
My cigarettes, my lighter
My boots, my headphones, my medicated noose
My boots, my headphones, and my escape from reality
My deadroom, my Schwartzwald hat, my Mac
My dark room, my hat, my computer
My macaque skull, my lysergic stash
My monkey skull, my stash of LSD
Empty streets at night, my bike
My bike on empty streets at night
Apartment sink filled with dry ice
Sink filled with dry ice in my apartment
Condemned tenement, brandished rail spike
A dilapidated building with a dangerous object
Disturb in flat noir and stale white
Disturbing in a flat with a noir and white color scheme
Grey cloud curled around my bearded compound like boa
A gray fog surrounding my living space
One of two thunderbolt we ain't broke on tour
One of the two laptops we use for music production has not broken on tour
Concrète antique trapdoor twenty-four
An old concrete trapdoor used for inspiration
Spots to get that get right
Places to get inspired
When I gotta get right some more
When I need to get more inspired
Type of get right I can't afford
The kind of inspiration I cannot afford
I covet these things more than any living
I desire these things more than anything else
I've never been
I have never existed in the way that I am now
I'm so Northern California, I call scratch 'bammer'
I am from Northern California and use slang to refer to something
Pure overhander
Completely transparent in one's actions
Live show on a banner
My live performance is advertised on a banner
Axl Rose in a blender
A violent image of blending Axl Rose
Slash on Satan's fender
Slash playing guitar on Satan's car
Rick James on the cover
Rick James on the cover of a magazine
Running through your lover
I am running through your lover in a sexual manner
Like Mean Mr. Mustard
Acting like a mean character named Mr. Mustard
Stadium style
Performing as if in a large stadium
For those who came to jock
For those who came to see me perform
Watch that man salute you
I will salute those who come to see me perform
Endless nameless Lady Godivas we snoop to
We listen to nameless women like Lady Godiva
Like eighty-three mermaids in Brooklyn Zoo
Like many mythical creatures
Inanimate ghetto box we used to pimp through
A non-living radio that we used to show off with
Inanimate fixation
Obsessed with something that is not living
Obsessed with my demo tape collection
Obsessed with my collection of demo tapes
Inanimate riffs I'm glazin'
Focusing on non-living musical components
Brag you're making music, naw, you're makin' bacon
You think you are making music but it is actually bad
Skinhead, skinhead inna Dublin
A racist person in Dublin
I like my iPod more than fuckin
I like my iPod more than having sex
Blown out
Loud, overwhelming
Base
Instrumental music
Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED
Written by: ANDREW MORIN, STEFAN CORBIN BURNETT, ZACHARY CHARLES HILL
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@stanleyi3706
Inanimate Sensation
This track continues building off the base of the first track,
highlighting Ride's desire for drugs and music over his aspiration to
acquire friends. This plays into the title as Ride only seems to feel
anything from artificial sources. The first verse emphasizes his
desire to solely focus on his music, as human interaction does
nothing for him. The second verse actively shows him pushing
others out of his life through a fake conversation with himself. This
also could demonstrate he's gone crazy and has resorted to creating
fake scenarios in his head. The rest of the verse explains he doesn't
care to converse with others as we typically offer reiterated
versions of ideas already presented by others. The only way to
understand Ride's true thoughts is through his music, he won't
elaborate on it in person. Verse three describes the possessions he
covets, along with his drugs, and how they mean more to him than
any other human. The final verse poses Death Grips as an
unprecedented clash of styles and personas never seen before. Ride
provides examples ranging from endless nameless on Nirvana's
Nevermind to fucking Mr. Mustard from Abbey Road. Strange ass track
@elenasiegmanfan
This is like watching a full movie on YT that's edited so it can't be taken down for Copyright Infringement
@t.o.4251
Especially the pitch-shifted parts, lol
@iwan8070
Why is this so fuckin g accurate
@__m-a-x__
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@vinayseth1114
I guess that's what they were going for.
@kuszynier
That's the point
@xxpsilocybinxx8878
this song is the reason why nobody passes me the AUX cord anymore
@sisnoerasoos
A true hero
@vinboi8053
Your friends must listen orchestra if they hate this
@lesimmateriaux1375
first date with this amazing girl. end up back at her friends house to smoke up and listen to the new speaker system their housemate bought. find no love deep web in the record collection. put it on. kill the vibe. no regrets