Fever
Ghoulspoon Lyrics


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Saturday night ended sadly
Beauty on its ass
Circling the crops
Another dropped pass
But she got nerve to burn
'cause everybody's brought her shame
Now it's her turn
So she lets the swarm squirm
She's been spread like a germ
And she's been turned
Like everybody
And now the hopelessness sets in
Knowing that somebody else will always win

And now the fever sets in
From knowing that
Somebody else will always win
Where does your revenge end?
Your future begin
From inside

Being alone haunts her badly
Hollow inside
It's about to break her back
Still along for the ride
'cause they keep dragging her down
Everybody wants what she's got
And it's a dirty town
So she lets the crew creep
While she drowns in the deep
Depths that consume her
And now the hopelessness sets in
Knowing that somebody else will always win

An eternity of lost Sundays
An infinite slide
The bed becomes a bank
To save the tears she has cried
Now she begins to lose count
Because nobody fills the hole
'though it's been filled in
And dug out
So she drains the last drop
But even the flood
Can't block the time
That runs past her




And now the hopelessness sets in
Knowing that somebody else will always win

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Ghoulspoon's "Fever" depict the despair and hopelessness felt by someone who has been used and discarded by others. The singer is a woman who has been objectified and taken advantage of by those around her. She has been "spread like a germ" and "turned like everybody", suggesting that she has been used for her sexuality and is not seen as a person with her own agency. Despite the shame and guilt that she carries, she has the nerve to burn and lets the swarm squirm. This suggests that she is tired of being a victim and is ready to take control of her own life.


However, despite her newfound strength, the singer is still haunted by her past. She is hollow inside and feels like she is about to break. Her bed becomes a bank to save the tears she has cried, suggesting that she is consumed by her own emotions. Despite her efforts to move on, she feels like nobody can fill the hole that has been left inside her. Even the flood of her emotions can't block the time that runs past her, and she knows that somebody else will always win. The song suggests that revenge is not the answer, and the singer must find a way to move on and create her own future from within.


Line by Line Meaning

Saturday night ended sadly
The night where she expected to have fun and enjoy ended on a sad note


Beauty on its ass
The beautiful appearance of things has been ruined


Circling the crops
Going around in circles, not being able to escape from the same problems


Another dropped pass
Another failure or disappointment in life


But she got nerve to burn 'cause everybody's brought her shame
Despite being shamed by everyone, she still possesses the confidence to move on


Now it's her turn so she lets the swarm squirm
She decides to cause discomfort or pain to those who have tormented her


She's been spread like a germ and she's been turned like everybody
She has been treated poorly and unfairly like everyone else


And now the hopelessness sets in knowing that somebody else will always win
She feels hopeless as she realizes that someone else will always have the upper hand no matter what she does


And now the fever sets in from knowing that somebody else will always win
A sense of feverish frustration arises as she understands she will never be able to come out on top


Where does your revenge end? Your future begin from inside
Her future depends on realizing that revenge won't bring happiness, but rather healing from within


Being alone haunts her badly hollow inside
She's haunted by loneliness which has left her feeling empty inside


It's about to break her back still along for the ride
She's on the verge of breaking down completely, but still goes along with everything


'cause they keep dragging her down everybody wants what she's got
Everyone is trying to bring her down because they want what she possesses


And it's a dirty town so she lets the crew creep while she drowns in the deep depths that consume her
She lets the bad people do what they want while she's slowly consumed by the depth of her problems


An eternity of lost Sundays an infinite slide the bed becomes a bank to save the tears she has cried
Her life feels like it's drifting aimlessly just like an endless Sunday while her bed is a place to store her tears


Now she begins to lose count because nobody fills the hole 'though it's been filled in and dug out
She's losing track because she doesn't have anyone to fill the void despite many attempts to do so


So she drains the last drop but even the flood can't block the time that runs past her
She tries to make it all go away with a final attempt, but even that can't stop the flow of time that continues to move on


And now the hopelessness sets in knowing that somebody else will always win
The feeling of hopelessness returns as she realizes once again that someone else is going to come out ahead.




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