Snickers or Reese's
Direct Hit! Lyrics


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I'm looking out for falling knives and bricks
Because I heard you've got a bone to pick with me

Now I can't sleep cause I'm worried sick
That I'll wake up with an ice pick in my brain -
Keeping the door locked might keep you away,
But I dunno how it's gonna keep me sane,
When I have pills just to make it to the end of the day

And so my bed's got a handgun underneath,
I've got a suicide pill in between my teeth,
I've got a six-inch blade for my own relief

But I've got nothing but your letters in the mail
To keep me up at night planning how I'll get out alive
If you decide that's enough, and now it's time I die

If you break in tonight, this is what I'll cry:
2, 3, 4, no no oh don't break down the door

Why can't we pick up the pieces?
Why can't just everybody make up?
Take a break til the tension decreases,
Just practice, treat it like a break up?
So why can't we smooth out the creases?
I don't wanna go to bed and never wake up, no

I'm looking out for pieces of your mind you
Feed to me when you feel like wasting time -
Not that they work how you want, like cyanide,
Strychnine, mustard gas, or any poison in kind,
Because I keep every bottle I've got underneath
My kitchen sink full to the brim of the antidote, see

Take a chill pill, take a single second to breathe,
And you might see it's not worth taking a hatchet to me

So why can't we pick up the pieces?
Why can't just everybody make up?
Take a break til the tension decreases,
Just practice, treat it like a break up?
So can you tell me where the chief of police is?
I don't wanna go to bed and never wake up, no

You gotta find some way to cut this out
Cause I don't wanna hear it, never again, not now
My heart beats harder when you're around
And it's not a matter of "holier-than-thou"

Well it's a fact your temper ceases when you
Enact blood sugar increases, and it ain't helping




You to hear these speeches, so maybe all you need
Are Snickers or Reese's

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of Direct Hit!'s song "Snickers Or Reese's" set a dark and menacing tone, as the singer expresses fear of physical harm from an unknown source. The lyrics suggest that some conflict or disagreement has arisen between the singer and their nemesis, who is seeking revenge. The fear and paranoia are so great that the singer has resorted to keeping a gun under their bed and even considering suicide as a way out. The tone shifts in the second verse, as the singer pleads for a resolution to the conflict, wondering why everyone can't just get along and smooth out their differences. As the song comes to a close, the singer offers a somewhat cheeky solution, suggesting that the aggressor could simply eat a candy bar to improve their mood and avoid conflict.


The song offers a stark commentary on the isolation, fear, and paranoia that can result from unresolved conflict, particularly in the context of a relationship. The singer's vulnerability is palpable, as they struggle to maintain their sanity amid the threat of violence. However, the song ultimately offers a glimmer of hope, as the singer suggests that perhaps a simple solution, like a candy bar, could be enough to diffuse the situation and bring people back together.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm looking out for falling knives and bricks
I am anticipating potential harm or danger due to our conflict.


Because I heard you've got a bone to pick with me
I have heard you have a grievance or criticism of me that you wish to express.


Now I can't sleep cause I'm worried sick
I am anxious and unable to rest due to my concerns about our relationship.


That I'll wake up with an ice pick in my brain -
I am fearful of physical harm or attack from you.


Keeping the door locked might keep you away,
I am taking precautions to protect myself from you by securing my home.


But I dunno how it's gonna keep me sane,
Even with these measures, I am uncertain if I can maintain my emotional wellbeing.


When I have pills just to make it to the end of the day
I am resorting to medication to cope with the stress of our relationship.


And so my bed's got a handgun underneath,
I have a firearm near me as a last resort for protection.


I've got a suicide pill in between my teeth,
I am prepared to take drastic measures to avoid physical harm or emotional turmoil.


I've got a six-inch blade for my own relief
I have a weapon on hand for self-defense or self-harm.


But I've got nothing but your letters in the mail
Your correspondence adds to my anxiety and paranoia about our situation.


To keep me up at night planning how I'll get out alive
I am consumed by thoughts of escape and survival.


If you decide that's enough, and now it's time I die
I fear that you may want to harm or kill me.


If you break in tonight, this is what I'll cry:
I am prepared to defend myself and plead for mercy should you attempt to harm me.


2, 3, 4, no no oh don't break down the door
I am desperately trying to prevent a violent confrontation.


Why can't we pick up the pieces?
I wish we could resolve our issues and reconcile.


Why can't just everybody make up?
I desire a peaceful resolution to our conflict.


Take a break til the tension decreases,
Let us pause our interactions to cool down and reduce stress.


Just practice, treat it like a break up?
Maybe we can approach our conflict as a chance to move on from each other.


So why can't we smooth out the creases?
I am pleading for us to resolve our issues amicably.


I don't wanna go to bed and never wake up, no
I am fearful for my life and do not want to die.


I'm looking out for pieces of your mind you
I am wary of the negative thoughts and emotions you may direct towards me.


Feed to me when you feel like wasting time -
I am wary of you using me as a target for your frustrations or boredom.


Not that they work how you want, like cyanide,
I will not succumb to the harmful words or attitudes you may direct towards me.


Strychnine, mustard gas, or any poison in kind,
I am prepared for any malicious actions you may attempt to take against me.


Because I keep every bottle I've got underneath
I have prepared myself with countermeasures to protect against any potential threats.


My kitchen sink full to the brim of the antidote, see
I have taken steps to prepare myself in advance for any danger or threat.


Take a chill pill, take a single second to breathe,
Please calm down and take a moment to consider our situation.


And you might see it's not worth taking a hatchet to me
I urge you to reconsider any violent or harmful intentions you may have towards me.


So can you tell me where the chief of police is?
I would like to enlist the aid of law enforcement to protect myself from danger.


I don't wanna go to bed and never wake up, no
I am fearful for my life and do not want to die.


You gotta find some way to cut this out
Our conflict must come to an end for the sake of both of our well-beings.


Cause I don't wanna hear it, never again, not now
I am tired of our endless conflict and do not want to engage in it any further.


My heart beats harder when you're around
Your presence fills me with anxiety and fear.


And it's not a matter of "holier-than-thou"
I am not attempting to assert my moral superiority or dominance over you.


Well it's a fact your temper ceases when you
I have noticed that your anger diminishes when you consume certain foods or drinks.


Enact blood sugar increases, and it ain't helping
I have noticed that your unstable blood sugar levels may contribute to your volatile emotional states.


You to hear these speeches, so maybe all you need
Perhaps hearing my concerns and perspective can help us find a way to resolve our conflict.


Are Snickers or Reese's
Maybe consuming candy can help improve your mood and behavior.




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@crushcity3034

Fuck you, get pumped

[Verse 1]
I'm looking out for falling knives and bricks
Because I heard you've got a bone to pick with me
Now I can't sleep cause I'm worried sick
That I'll wake up with an ice pick in my brain
Keeping the door locked might keep you away
But I dunno how it's gonna keep me sane
When I have pills just to make it to the end of the day



And so my bed's got a handgun underneath
I've got a suicide pill in between my teeth
I've got a six-inch blade for my own relief
And I've got nothing but your letters in the mail
To keep me up at night planning how I'll get out alive
If you decide that's enough, and now it's time I die
If you break in tonight, this is what I'll cry:
2, 3, 4, no no oh don't break down the door

[Chorus]
So why can't we pick up the pieces?
Why can't just everybody make up?
Take a break 'til the tension decreases
Just practice, treat it like a break up
And why can't we smooth out the creases?
I don't wanna go to bed and never wake up, no

[Verse 2]
I'm looking out for pieces of your mind you
Feed to me when you feel like wasting time
Not that they work how you want, like cyanide
Strychnine, mustard gas, or any poison in kind
Because I keep every bottle I've got underneath
My kitchen sink full to the brim of the antidote, see
Take a chill pill, take a single second to breathe
And you might see it's not worth taking a hatchet to me

[Chorus]
So why can't we pick up the pieces?
Why can't just everybody make up?
Take a break til the tension decreases
Just practice, treat it like a break up?
And why can't we smooth out the creases?
I don't want to go to bed and never wake up, no

[Verse 3]
You gotta find some way to cut this out
Cause I don't wanna hear it, never again, not now
My heart beats harder when you're around
And it's not a matter of "holier-than-thou"
'Cause it's a fact your temper ceases
When you enact blood sugar increases
And it ain't helping you to hear these speeches
So maybe all you need are Snickers or Reese's
Fuck

[Chorus]
Why can't we pick up the pieces?
Why can't just everybody make up?
Take a break 'til the tension decreases
Just practice, treat it like a break up
And why can't we smooth out the creases?
I don't want to go to bed and never wake up, no



@ChainsGoldMask

I'm looking out for falling knives and bricks
Because I heard you've got a bone to pick with me
Now I can't sleep cause I'm worried sick
That I'll wake up with an ice pick in my brain -
Keeping the door locked might keep you away
But I dunno how it's gonna keep me sane
When I have pills just to make it to the end of the day
And so my bed's got a handgun underneath
I've got a suicide pill in between my teeth
I've got a six-inch blade for my own relief
But I've got nothing but your letters in the mail
To keep me up at night planning how I'll get out alive
If you decide that's enough, and now it's time I die
If you break in tonight, this is what I'll cry:
2, 3, 4, no no oh don't break down the door
Why can't we pick up the pieces?
Why can't just everybody make up?
Take a break til the tension decreases
Just practice, treat it like a break up?
So why can't we smooth out the creases?
I don't wanna go to bed and never wake up, no
I'm looking out for pieces of your mind you
Feed to me when you feel like wasting time -
Not that they work how you want, like cyanide
Strychnine, mustard gas, or any poison in kind
Because I keep every bottle I've got underneath
My kitchen sink full to the brim of the antidote, see
Take a chill pill, take a single second to breathe
And you might see it's not worth taking a hatchet to me
So why can't we pick up the pieces?
Why can't just everybody make up?
Take a break til the tension decreases
Just practice, treat it like a break up?
So can you tell me where the chief of police is?
I don't wanna go to bed and never wake up, no
You gotta find some way to cut this out
Cause I don't wanna hear it, never again, not now
My heart beats harder when you're around
And it's not a matter of "holier-than-thou"
Well it's a fact your temper ceases when you
Enact blood sugar increases, and it ain't helping
You to hear these speeches, so maybe all you need
Are Snickers or Reese's



@gregoryhauserman1290

Fuck you, get pumped

[Verse 1]
I'm looking out for falling knives and bricks
Because I heard you've got a bone to pick with me
Now I can't sleep cause I'm worried sick
That I'll wake up with an ice pick in my brain
Keeping the door locked might keep you away
But I dunno how it's gonna keep me sane
When I have pills just to make it to the end of the day

And so my bed's got a handgun underneath
I've got a suicide pill in between my teeth
I've got a six-inch blade for my own relief
And I've got nothing but your letters in the mail
To keep me up at night planning how I'll get out alive
If you decide that's enough, and now it's time I die
If you break in tonight, this is what I'll cry:
2, 3, 4, no no oh don't break down the door

[Chorus]
So why can't we pick up the pieces?
Why can't just everybody make up?
Take a break 'til the tension decreases
Just practice, treat it like a break up
And why can't we smooth out the creases?
I don't wanna go to bed and never wake up, no

[Verse 2]
I'm looking out for pieces of your mind you
Feed to me when you feel like wasting time
Not that they work how you want, like cyanide
Strychnine, mustard gas, or any poison in kind
Because I keep every bottle I've got underneath
My kitchen sink full to the brim of the antidote, see
Take a chill pill, take a single second to breathe
And you might see it's not worth taking a hatchet to me

Chorus]
So why can't we pick up the pieces?
Why can't just everybody make up?
Take a break til the tension decreases
Just practice, treat it like a break up?
And why can't we smooth out the creases?
I don't want to go to bed and never wake up, no

[Verse 3]
You gotta find some way to cut this out
Cause I don't wanna hear it, never again, not now
My heart beats harder when you're around
And it's not a matter of "holier-than-thou"
'Cause it's a fact your temper ceases
When you enact blood sugar increases
And it ain't helping you to hear these speeches
So maybe all you need are Snickers or Reese's
Fuck

[Chorus]
Why can't we pick up the pieces?
Why can't just everybody make up?
Take a break 'til the tension decreases
Just practice, treat it like a break up
And why can't we smooth out the creases?
I don't want to go to bed and never wake up, no

(Omg. Thank you for saying Mustard Gas. (I made it in my backyard as a kid and took three long huffs then went inside and laid down. (My veteran neighbor behind my house said, and I quote, “those Krauts are making mustard gas again… Jesus Christ he’s breathing it in.. Wtf..)))

Thx



All comments from YouTube:

@DrDanHartman

The song "Snickers or Reese's" by Direct Hit is a tongue-in-cheek look at the mundane and often mundane choices that life can present. The song likens these decisions to the choice between Snickers and Reese's, two candy bars that are both delicious but ultimately insignificant in the grand scheme of things. The song suggests that, while these decisions may seem important at the time, they are ultimately inconsequential and can be seen as a distraction from the more meaningful moments in life. The song encourages the listener to focus on the bigger picture and not sweat the small stuff.

@gregoryhauserman1290

It’s about being hunted down after committing a kidnapping rape and murder of another man’s woman and hoping somewhere along the way they won’t be killed.

It’s a long shot, no?

@Firetailisafk

your AI writer got the whole meaning wrong

@aidanmagill6769

Not even close.

@nonapplicable3395

The past five months have been a boot to the face, heart, and or gut depending upon your situation. I have found solace in Direct Hit's music, and I must say beautifully done good sirs!

@bigbeefers9524

Sighs, these guys need more popularity

@johnnyfixesstuff6782

Saw them open for less than Jake. Great band live too

@fasterdays

Fuck popularity

@seanmedina8572

@@fasterdays I get that but I'd like them to be financially supported by being popular.

@nonapplicable3395

@@fasterdays Agreed sir, but to be popular would mean less of the world's taste in music sucking.
Plus these guys deserve to feel their success cause this is art gawd damn it.

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