Flies on Tape
Fireworks Lyrics


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I could lay here all day and still feel the same
Rest doesn't help when it's used this way
So my friends drink fluids until they're stomachs divide
While trying to kill something else on the inside

So I sit around and trace all these new lines on my face
Yeah, I might be the line, but all these end up in the same place
Lucky, lucky, I'd rather be, lucky
Than good, yeah good at anything, anything

Winter's cutting under everyone's skin again
Now I'm seeing zombie versions of my friends
So I drink fluids until my limbs thaw out
The snow may have melted, but the trash had came out

So I sit around and trace, but always ends up in the same place

Lucky, lucky, I'd rather be, lucky
Than good, yeah good at anything, anything

Natural selection tends to me
I miss a curve
A cold starved hand tangles me
Over what I deserve





Lucky, lucky, I'd rather be, lucky
Than good, yeah good at anything, anythin

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the song Flies on Tape by Fireworks carry a sense of dissatisfaction and ennui. The first stanza talks about how despite lying around all day, the singer still feels the same – there seems to be no escape from the feeling. Rest is not helping either – and the singer observes their friends drinking fluids until their stomachs divide as they try to dull some other pain within themselves. The second stanza speaks of the singer tracing new lines on their face, which might be a reminder of the passage of time or the mark of their struggles. It feels like the lines might symbolize the singer’s life or journey. They might be able to see where the lines end up, but it all seems to culminate in the same place. Those lines might be a metaphor for trying to track their progress in life but always winding up in the same place.


The third stanza speaks of winter and how it threatens to cut under everyone’s skin. The singer is now seeing zombie versions of their friends, which might be indicative of how they feel disconnected from their usual surroundings and peers. They drink fluids themselves so that their limbs thaw out, but the garbage outside seems to suggest that nothing has really changed. The fourth stanza talks about natural selection, which might mean that the singer believes that they are just one small piece of the larger puzzle of life. They do not feel in control and are at the mercy of bigger forces – sometimes missing a curve that could have led to something better. The last line rings true to the rest of the song – the singer would rather be lucky than good at anything. It seems like they are waiting for a happy accident to carry them off and away from their dreary situation.


Line by Line Meaning

I could lay here all day and still feel the same
Despite my prolonged inactivity, my emotions and internal state remain unchanged


Rest doesn't help when it's used this way
Taking a break serves no purpose if it's just a form of procrastination or avoidance


So my friends drink fluids until they're stomachs divide
My companions consume liquids excessively to the point of physical harm


While trying to kill something else on the inside
They do so in an attempt to numb their emotional pain or mental suffering


So I sit around and trace all these new lines on my face
I spend my time idling in a state of self-reflection and deterioration


Yeah, I might be the line, but all these end up in the same place
My efforts to modify my appearance and personality are ultimately fruitless


Lucky, lucky, I'd rather be, lucky
I value chance and fortune more than skill or ability


Than good, yeah good at anything, anything
Competence or proficiency is inferior to random luck or good fortune


Winter's cutting under everyone's skin again
The seasonal changes and harsh weather negatively impact everyone's wellbeing


Now I'm seeing zombie versions of my friends
The difficult conditions have an adverse influence on my perception of others


So I drink fluids until my limbs thaw out
I also resort to excessive drinking to regulate my physical response to the environment


The snow may have melted, but the trash had came out
The thawing of the ice reveals the unpleasant aftermath and consequences of human actions


Natural selection tends to me
Evolutionary principles dictate that my weaknesses or flaws make me vulnerable


I miss a curve
I make a mistake or lose my way due to my inherent limitations


A cold starved hand tangles me
Adverse external conditions or circumstances trap me in a harmful or dangerous situation


Over what I deserve
The consequences I face are a result of my actions or choices


Lucky, lucky, I'd rather be, lucky
Fortune and chance remain my preferred means of navigating life


Than good, yeah good at anything, anything
Skill or aptitude matter little in comparison to random events and happenstance




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Comments from YouTube:

Stefano Ungari

the whole album rocks on so many levels but I think this song in particular is the icing on the cake

Nightmare GamingYT

Yeah i love this song!

NitoriKun

Hell yes. I was missing some of this from the last album.

Jack

I might like this even more than Glowing Crosses. Can't wait for my copy to arrive, hope they come back to the UK soon.

sock

Amazing, simply. Also synth.

Masamerct

Amazing as always

Michael Pasqua

I FUCKING LOVE THIS and I'm only at :24 secs

Minusthefluff

=/ the fall out boy is strong with this one

Jesse Iniguez

Your ears might be a bit off...

Arcanamis

Jesse Iniguez You can't say there's not a hint of FOB influence in this track. It sounds like it could be a From Under the Cork Tree-era song.

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