Tightrope
Hi Crime Lyrics
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The boho chic or 70's apartment
Is it enough now that I'm bossin' up
Not afraid to get dirty, just fear it won't add up
Is it enough now that we got it all
Perfectly poised yeah, plastic and poison
We tightrope walk on line
It all adds up in the end, but it's not true
And who are we kidding
The gatekeepers are grim reapers
Wearing headphones in a booth
I'd empty my cup so I could see yours full
But when feelings arise you're sick and I hide
It all feels cyclical
Don't wanna wake up and realize we're dead
That we dwindled away
The breaths that we take on escapism
All that I want is someone to tell me
It all adds up in the end, but it's not true
And who are we kidding
The gatekeepers are grim reapers
Wearing headphones in a booth
Is it enough now that we've spent it all
On desperate attempts to be loved by our friends
And buy some strangers' drinks
Is it enough now that we've got it all
Perfectly poised yeah, plastic and poison
We tightrope walk on line
Ready and steady resilience in my blood
But under the surface I'm going under
Wanna scream at the top of my
Scream at the top of my
Scream at the top of my lungs
My lungs
All that I want is someone to tell me
It all adds up in the end, but it's not true
And who are we kidding
The gatekeepers are grim reapers
Wearing headphones in a booth
Is it enough that we've got it all
The lyrics of "Tightrope" by Hi Crime address the concept of materialism and the search for meaning and fulfillment in a society that prioritizes superficial success. The first verse presents the question of whether having it all, such as wealth, trendy lifestyles, and career success, is truly satisfying. The mention of the boho chic or 70's apartment represents the pursuit of fashionable living spaces, while "bossin' up" symbolizes taking charge and being ambitious. However, there is a fear that despite these achievements, there is still a sense of emptiness or lack of fulfillment.
The chorus expresses the desire for someone to assure the singer that all their efforts will eventually add up and lead to a meaningful outcome. However, the lyrics reveal the truth that this may not be the case, indicating a disillusionment with false hopes and expectations. The line about "gatekeepers" being grim reapers suggests that those in power or authority (symbolized by gatekeepers) can effectively control or limit opportunities. These gatekeepers are depicted as indifferent or distracted, wearing headphones in a booth, implying a lack of attention to the struggles of others.
The second verse delves into the theme of emotional vulnerability and the struggle to maintain a connection with someone. The singer is willing to make sacrifices (empty their cup) to understand and support the other person, but when emotions arise, the other person withdraws and the singer hides their own pain. This cyclical pattern of avoidance prevents the relationship from progressing or evolving. The lyrics reflect a fear of waking up one day and realizing that life has passed them by, that they have wasted their time pursuing escapism and temporary pleasures.
In the final verse, the lyrics criticize the desperate attempts to seek validation and love from both friends and strangers, highlighting the shallow nature of these interactions. Despite having achieved material success, the song suggests that it is not enough to provide true happiness or fulfillment. The phrase "tightrope walk on line" suggests the delicate balancing act of maintaining a facade of perfection while possibly falling into emptiness beneath the surface. The mention of "resilience in my blood" signifies the determination to keep going despite challenges, but it also reveals the vulnerability beneath the surface. The desire to scream at the top of their lungs hints at a desperate need for release, an outlet for pent-up emotions.
Overall, "Tightrope" conveys a sense of dissatisfaction with a society that places value on material achievements and surface-level connections. The lyrics explore themes of emptiness, disillusionment, and the fear of wasted time. It serves as a commentary on the pressure and challenge of finding true happiness in a world that often prioritizes the superficial.
Line by Line Meaning
Is it enough now that we've got it all
Are our material possessions and external achievements sufficient for fulfillment?
The boho chic or 70's apartment
The trendy and fashionable lifestyle choices we make
Is it enough now that I'm bossin' up
Am I satisfied with my personal growth and success?
Not afraid to get dirty, just fear it won't add up
Willing to work hard, but worried about the overall outcome
Perfectly poised yeah, plastic and poison
Appearing composed and successful, despite the harmful effects of materialism
We tightrope walk on line
We navigate a delicate balance in our lives
All that I want is someone to tell me
I desire validation and reassurance
It all adds up in the end, but it's not true
The belief that everything will make sense eventually, which is not necessarily accurate
And who are we kidding
We are deceiving ourselves
The gatekeepers are grim reapers
Those in control determine our fate
Wearing headphones in a booth
Detached and indifferent to our struggles
I'd empty my cup so I could see yours full
I would sacrifice my own happiness for the sake of yours
But when feelings arise you're sick and I hide
When emotions surface, you become unwell and I retreat
It all feels cyclical
It seems like a repetitive pattern
Don't wanna wake up and realize we're dead
I don't want to realize that we have lost our vitality
That we dwindled away
That we slowly diminished
The breaths that we take on escapism
The moments of relief we seek from reality
Is it enough now that we've spent it all
Are we content after exhausting our resources
On desperate attempts to be loved by our friends
Trying desperately to gain acceptance from our peers
And buy some strangers' drinks
Purchasing beverages for unfamiliar people
Ready and steady resilience in my blood
I possess a strong and unwavering determination
But under the surface I'm going under
Despite my exterior strength, I am crumbling inside
Wanna scream at the top of my
I long to release my pent-up frustrations
Scream at the top of my
With all the power and intensity of my voice
All that I want is someone to tell me
I simply desire someone to provide guidance
It all adds up in the end, but it's not true
The belief that life's challenges will eventually make sense, even though it may not be the case
And who are we kidding
We are fooling ourselves
The gatekeepers are grim reapers
Those in positions of authority hold control over our destiny
Wearing headphones in a booth
Detached and unconcerned about our struggles
Is it enough that we've got it all
Are our possessions and achievements sufficient for fulfillment?
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Brielle Rutledge
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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