I The Hand Grenade
Highasakite Lyrics


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Yes, the real terrorist is me, my love.
Yeah, the real terrorist is me.

I am a vital weapon, I'm a hand grenade.
My ignorance a tool to justify.

Yes, the real terrorist is me, my love.
Yeah, the real terrorist is me.

Still nothing to gain, we suffer more.
Flight, trade, coffins load into the ground.

My name is suburbian homes.
My name is above you, who-oooo.
My name is suburbian homes.
My name is above you, who-oooo.

Whoooo-oooo-ooo

Yes, the real parasite is me, my love.
Yeah, the real parasite is me.

I am a vital weapon, I'm an infantry.
My ignorance a tool to justify.

Yes, the real parasite is me, my love.
Yeah, the real parasite is me.

Still nothing to gain, we suffer more.
Flight, trade, coffins load into the ground.

My name is suburbian homes
My name is above you, who-oooo.
My name is suburbian homes.
My name is above you, who-oooo.

Whoooo-oooo-ooo

I, the hand grenade.

I bash into the table and burst, and you bring out your worst.

My name is above the earth, bones.
My name is above you, who-oooo.




My name is above the end, homes.
My name is above you, who-oooo.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Highasakite's song "I, The Hand Grenade" speak of self-realization and a sense of guilt over one's actions. The opening lines, "Yes, the real terrorist is me, my love," establish an admission of responsibility for harmful actions. The next lines, "I am a vital weapon, I'm a hand grenade," suggest that the singer's very existence and actions are causing harm to others, particularly through their own ignorance. The repetition of the line "My ignorance a tool to justify" reinforces this idea that the singer has been using their ignorance as a means of justification.


The next verse shifts to the idea of being a parasite, with the singer acknowledging that they are causing harm without any real gain. The lines "Still nothing to gain, we suffer more. Flight, trade, coffins load into the ground" suggest that the singer's actions are contributing to a larger cycle of suffering, possibly referencing war or other forms of violence. The chorus, with its repetition of "My name is suburbian homes. My name is above you," suggests a broader theme of societal structures and the harm they can cause.


The final verse brings the metaphor of the hand grenade full circle, with the singer referring to themselves as the grenade itself. The line "I bash into the table and burst, and you bring out your worst" implies that the singer's actions are triggering harmful reactions from others. The final repetition of "My name is above you, who-oooo" can be interpreted as a commentary on power structures and the ways in which they perpetuate harm.


Line by Line Meaning

Yes, the real terrorist is me, my love.
I am acknowledging that I, myself, am the real terrorist, and addressing this realization to a loved one.


Yeah, the real terrorist is me.
Further emphasis on the admission that I am the true terrorist in this scenario.


I am a vital weapon, I'm a hand grenade.
Comparing myself to a dangerous weapon, particularly a hand grenade - implying that I have the potential to cause immense harm.


My ignorance a tool to justify.
My lack of knowledge or understanding is used as a justification or excuse for my harmful actions.


Still nothing to gain, we suffer more.
Despite perpetrating acts of terror, there is no real benefit gained, only more suffering.


Flight, trade, coffins load into the ground.
Listing some of the consequences of acts of terror - including forced migration, economic harm, and loss of life.


My name is suburbian homes.
Suggesting that I am a product or embodiment of a relatively comfortable, suburban lifestyle.


My name is above you, who-oooo.
Declaring that I am above others, either economically, socially, or in terms of power and influence.


Yes, the real parasite is me, my love.
Acknowledging that, in addition to being a terrorist, I am also a parasite that lives off of others without contributing or giving back.


Yeah, the real parasite is me.
Reiterating this notion that I am a true parasite.


I am a vital weapon, I'm an infantry.
Comparing myself to another type of weapon - an infantry - implying that I am part of a larger, organized effort to cause harm.


My ignorance a tool to justify.
Once again using ignorance as an excuse for my actions.


I bash into the table and burst, and you bring out your worst.
Describing a violent or explosive outburst, which triggers a similarly intense reaction in others.


My name is above the earth, bones.
The declaration that my name is above the earth and even human bones suggests a god-like or immortal quality to my existence.


My name is above you, who-oooo.
Reiterating the notion that I am above others and claiming superiority over them.


My name is above the end, homes.
Once again repeating this idea that my name is somehow above others, including even the end of life itself.




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