All My Life
Foo Fighters爀 Lyrics
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Something never comes never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around and it's taken away
Leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most
Calm down don't you resist
You've such a delicate wrist
And if I give it a twist
Something to hold when I lose my grip
Will I find something in there
To give me just what I need
Another reason to bleed
One by one hidden up my sleeve (one by one hidden up my sleeve)
Don't let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keepin' me down
Don't let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keepin' me down
Will I find a believer
Another one who believes
Another one to deceive
Over and over down on my knees
If I get any closer
And if you open up wide
And if you let me inside
On and on I've got nothing to hide (on and on I've got nothing to hide)
Don't let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keepin' me down
Don't let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keepin' me down
All my life I've been searching for something
Something never comes never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around and it's taken away
Leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most
Feel it come to life when I see your ghost
Then I'm done done on to the next one
Done done and I'm on to the next one
Done done and I'm on to the next one
Done done and I'm on to the next one
Done done and I'm on to the next one
Done done and I'm on to the next one
Done done and I'm on to the next one
Done I'm done and on to the next
Done done on to the next one
Done I'm done and on to the next one
Done done on to the next one
Done I'm done and on to the next
Don't let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keepin' me down
Don't let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keepin' me down
Done done on to the next one
And I'm done and on to the next
The lyrics to "All My Life" by Foo Fighters speak of the singer's constant search for something that never seems to materialize. He speaks of how nothing ever satisfies him, but he feels like he's getting closer to what he wants. He details how he dreams of the day when he finally gets what he's been longing for, only to have it taken away from him, leaving him with an insatiable feeling. He admits to having something hidden up his sleeve and how he loves it, but he hates the taste it leaves, like a weight keeping him down.
The lyrics further suggest that he longs to find someone who shares his beliefs but also alludes to his deception towards others, where he goes down on his knees trying to get closer to them. The song's conclusion is that the singer acknowledges he is always on to the next thing, never quite satisfied with what he has or finds.
The lyrics have a sense of longing and desperation, with a theme of dissatisfaction and insatiability. The chorus, in particular, with the line, "Don't let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste, weight keepin' me down," conveys a sense of paradox, where the singer wants something desperately, but at the same time, it's weighing him down. Overall, the song has a powerful and emotional impact, as it speaks to a universal feeling of wanting more but never quite being satisfied.
Line by Line Meaning
All my life I've been searching for something
The singer has been searching for something their entire life
Something never comes never leads to nothing
Despite the search, the singer feels like they never find anything meaningful
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
Even though the search is difficult, the singer feels like they may be getting closer to finding what they're looking for
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
The prize at the end of the search metaphorically feels within the artist's grasp
All night long I dream of the day
The artist dreams of finding what they're looking for during the night
When it comes around and it's taken away
However, the singer fears that once they find what they're looking for, they will lose it
Leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most
Losing what the singer has been searching for would be the worst feeling imaginable
Feel it come to life when I see your ghost
The artist feels like they have found what they're looking for in the form of someone who is no longer present
Calm down don't you resist
The artist is trying to convince someone to calm down and not fight them
You've such a delicate wrist
The person they're talking to is physically delicate
And if I give it a twist
The singer wants to twist the other person's wrist
Something to hold when I lose my grip
The artist wants something to hold onto in case they feel like they're losing control
Will I find something in there
The singer wonders if they will find what they're looking for in the other person
To give me just what I need
The singer is looking for something specific to fulfill their needs
Another reason to bleed
The singer is willing to suffer for what they're looking for
One by one hidden up my sleeve (one by one hidden up my sleeve)
The artist has a plan and is keeping it secret
Don't let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste
The artist is conflicted about what they have found
Weight keepin' me down
The weight of the situation is causing the singer to feel burdened
Will I find a believer
The singer wonders if they will find someone who believes in what they're looking for
Another one who believes
The artist is searching for multiple people who believe in what they're looking for
Another one to deceive
The artist is willing to deceive others to protect what they have found
Over and over down on my knees
The artist is willing to beg and plead to keep what they have found
If I get any closer
The singer is getting closer to what they're looking for
And if you open up wide
The artist is looking for something specific from the other person
And if you let me inside
The singer needs the other person to let them in and help them
On and on I've got nothing to hide (on and on I've got nothing to hide)
The singer is being honest and has nothing to hide
Then I'm done done on to the next one
When the singer is finished with one thing, they move on to the next
Done done and I'm on to the next one
The artist is completely finished with the previous thing and is moving on
Don't let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste
The artist still has conflicted feelings about what they have found
Weight keepin' me down
The weight of the situation is still causing the singer to feel burdened
Done done on to the next one
The singer is completely finished with the previous thing and is moving on
And I'm done and on to the next
The artist has completely moved on to the next thing
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ANYA WEIHE, MORITZ STAHL, LARS COELLN, MICHAEL GRIMM, MARVIN KUCKLACK, GEORGE BRENNER, PHILIP WEIHE, ROBIN ENGELHARDT
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@kwikery4235
My lover's got humour
She's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
They should've worshipped her sooner
If the heavens ever did speak
She's the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
We were born sick
You heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes
She tells me, "Worship in the bedroom"
The only heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you
I was born sick
But I love it
Command me to be well
A-a-a-a-a-a-a, amen, amen, amen
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins, and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Oh good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins, and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Oh good God, let me give you my life
If I'm a pagan of the good times
My lover's the sunlight
To keep the goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
Drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That's a fine looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We've a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
Oh good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
Oh good God, let me give you my life
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then, I am human
Only then, I am clean
Oh, oh, amen, amen, amen
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins, and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Oh good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins, and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Oh good God, let me give you my life
@UnderTheMillkyWay
It's not even about sexuality. Here is a direct quote so stop saying what you think it's about without researching.
Lyrically the song is one large metaphor comparing a lover to religion.
"Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life."
Speaking with The Irish Times, Hozier said about matters of the heart: "I found the experience of falling in love or being in love was a death, a death of everything. You kind of watch yourself die in a wonderful way, and you experience for the briefest moment – if you see yourself for a moment through their eyes – everything you believed about yourself gone. In a death-and-rebirth sense."
@macuin2367
My lover's got humor
She's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshiped her sooner
If the Heavens ever did speak
She's the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
"We were born sick", you heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes
She tells me, "Worship in the bedroom"
The only Heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well
A-, Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
If I'm a pagan of the good times
My lover's the sunlight
To keep the Goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
Drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That's a fine looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We've a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean
Oh, oh, Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
@charlesamorim8073
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My lover's got humor
She's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshiped her sooner
If the Heavens ever did speak
She's the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
"We were born sick", you heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes
She tells me, "Worship in the bedroom"
The only Heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well
A-, Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
If I'm a pagan of the good times
My lover's the sunlight
To keep the Goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
Drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That's a fine looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We've a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean
Oh, oh, Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
@Heisenberg6062
Lycris:
My lover's got humor
She's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshiped her sooner
If the Heavens ever did speak
She's the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
"We were born sick", you heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes
She tells me, "Worship in the bedroom"
The only Heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well
A-, Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
If I'm a pagan of the good times
My lover's the sunlight
To keep the Goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
Drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That's a fine looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We've a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean
Oh, oh, Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
@laurentprzybylski3401
lyrics:
My lover's got humor
She's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshiped her sooner
If the Heavens ever did speak
She's the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
"We were born sick", you heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes
She tells me, "Worship in the bedroom"
The only Heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well
A-, Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
If I'm a pagan of the good times
My lover's the sunlight
To keep the Goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
Drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That's a fine looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We've a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean
Oh, oh, Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
@pearltears8039
Jesus says to love everyone as your self and not to judge one another....
for God is Judge.....
if you say this song isnt Christian.....then that means you agree with the video and the Violent things they did to the guy?
ROMANS 14:10-23
10 But why do you judge your brother? Or why do you also look down on your brother? For we shall all stand before the judgment seat of God;
11 for it is written: “‘As I live,’ says Jehovah,* ‘to me every knee will bend down, and every tongue will make open acknowledgment to God.’”
12 So, then, each of us will render an account for himself to God.*
13 Therefore let us not be judging+ one another any longer, but rather make this YOUR decision, not to put before a brother a stumbling block or a cause for tripping.
14 I know and am persuaded in the Lord Jesus that nothing is defiled in itself; only where a man considers something to be defiled, to him it is defiled.
15 For if because of food your brother is being grieved, you are no longer walking in accord with love. Do not by your food ruin that one for whom Christ died.
16 Do not, therefore, let the good YOU people do be spoken of with injury to YOU.
17 For the kingdom of God does not mean* eating and drinking, but [means]* righteousness and peace and joy with holy spirit.
18 For he who in this regard slaves for Christ is acceptable to God and has approval with men.
19 So, then, let us pursue the things making for peace and the things that are upbuilding to one another.
20 Stop tearing down the work of God just for the sake of food. True, all things are clean, but it is injurious to the man who with an occasion for stumbling eats.
21 It is well not to eat flesh or to drink wine or do anything over which your brother stumbles.
22 The faith that you have, have it in accord with yourself in the sight of God. Happy is the man that does not put himself on judgment by what he approves.
23 But if he has doubts, he is already condemned if he eats, because [he does] not [eat] out of faith. Indeed, everything that is not out of faith is sin.
@Aya_Raad405
I go to a catholic school and in religion we had to pick a song that had a deep meaning (other then love songs) one of the girls picked this song and you should’ve seen how triggered the teacher got
@dylanoliver4861
Aya’s Piano damn you should find a different catholic school lol, i went to one for one year and everyone was so gay and all the nuns knew it and loved everyone
@skaterboi_0542
That girl is literally me
@MomijiHyuga804
How did they react?
@Aya_Raad405
MomijiHyuga804 she airplanes the lyrics on the screen and once it got to the chorus she was like “hang on, I don’t understand this part.” Then the girl was like, it’s ok we’ll explain it at the end.” She told us to stop air playing before the song ended and then we had this whole debate about it putting out the wrong ideas on Catholics. And some girl was like “yeah, but half the people don’t even care about what the song is about, if it’s a good song then it doesn’t really matter.” Then the bell went.
@suisaip
Girl GamerX5 but not "literally".
@amelancholybrown2686
so did everyone just remember this song or what?
@niraisatsana
a melancholy brown no one ever forgot it
@amelancholybrown2686
@@niraisatsana ik I'm just saying everyone like got a notification at the same time
@srimangalasseril4189
@@niraisatsana
Ever🙌