Autonomic
Die Form Lyrics


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My heart beats like a machine, auto-erotic stimulation,
Synthetic body addict, automatic neurotic pleasures.

Synthetic body illusion, the days don't exist anymore,
Neither seasons, nor feelings, just fights and fears...

I became the prolongation of my own obsessions,
I became the instrument of my own destruction.





Autonomic, auto-erotic...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Die Form's song Autonomic depict the inner turmoil and struggles of an individual who has become addicted to synthetic pleasures and stimulation. The first two lines, "My heart beats like a machine, auto-erotic stimulation", suggest that the individual has become so hooked on synthetic stimuli that their physical responses have become robotic. The use of the word "auto-erotic" further emphasizes the erotic nature of this synthetic stimulation.


The next two lines, "Synthetic body addict, automatic neurotic pleasures", reveal that this addiction has extended to the individual's entire being, causing them to become addicted to the synthetic experiences that they are seeking. They have become so consumed by these experiences that they are no longer able to experience their surroundings fully; "Synthetic body illusion, the days don't exist anymore, Neither seasons, nor feelings, just fights and fears". The mention of "fights and fears" suggests that the individual's addiction may have also manifested itself in aggressive or violent tendencies.


The final two lines, "I became the prolongation of my own obsessions, I became the instrument of my own destruction", reveal that the individual has now become a slave to their addiction, to the point where it is causing them harm. They are consumed by their own obsessions and have become instrumental in their own downfall. The repetition of the words "autonomic" and "auto-erotic" throughout the song further emphasize the mechanical and robotic nature of the individual's addiction.


Line by Line Meaning

My heart beats like a machine, auto-erotic stimulation,
My heart beats mechanically, deriving pleasure from self-stimulation.


Synthetic body addict, automatic neurotic pleasures.
I am addicted to synthetic pleasures and my automated responses lead me to neurosis.


Synthetic body illusion, the days don't exist anymore,
I am under the illusion of a synthetic body and I have lost all sense of time and purpose.


Neither seasons, nor feelings, just fights and fears...
I am devoid of seasonal and emotional changes; all that remains are struggles and anxieties.


I became the prolongation of my own obsessions,
I have become the embodiment of my own fixations and compulsions.


I became the instrument of my own destruction.
I am the cause of my own downfall and ruin.


Autonomic, auto-erotic...
My actions are automatic and my pleasure-seeking is self-contained.




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