8896
Låpsley Lyrics
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Of our bed
Makes me crumble like the plaster
Where you punched the wall beside my head
And i try
To draw the line
But it ends up running down the middle of me
Most of the time
And boys get locked up in some prison
Girls get locked up in some house
And it don′t matter if it's a warden
Or a lover
Or a spouse
You just can′t talk to 'em
You just can't reason
You just can′t leave
And you just can′t please 'em
Yeah i was locked
Into being my mother′s daughter
I was just eating bread and water
Thinking
Nothing ever changes
And i was shocked
To see the mistakes of each generation
Will just fade like a radio station
When you drive
You just gotta drive
Out of range
And if you're not angry
Then you′re just stupid
You don't care
How else can you react
When you know
Something′s so unfair
When the men of the hour
Can kill half the world in war
Make them slaves to a super power
And let them die poor
I was locked
Into being my mother's daughter
I was just eating bread and water
Thinking
Nothing ever changes
And i was shocked
To see the mistakes of each generation
Will just fade like a radio station
When you drive
You just gotta drive
You just gotta drive
Out of range
'Cause just the thought
Of our bed
Makes me crumble like the plaster
Where you punched the wall beside my head
And i try
To draw the line
But it ends up running down the middle of me
Most of the time
And baby i love you
That′s why i′m leaving
There's no talking to you
And there′s just no pleasing you
And i care enough
That i'm mad
That half the world don′t even know
What they coulda had
I was locked
Into being my mother's daughter
I was just eating bread and water
Thinking
Nothing ever changes
And i was shocked
To see the mistakes of each generation
Will just fade like a radio station
When you drive
You just gotta drive
You just gotta drive drive drive drive drive drive
Drive out of range
Ohhh, out of range
Ohhh, out of range
Out of range
The song "8896" by Låpsley touches upon the struggles and traumas that stem from past experiences and the difficulties in breaking free from them. The first verse describes how thoughts of a certain place, the bed, can trigger memories of violence and abuse. The singer tries to overcome it and draw a line, but it's futile, resulting in a continuous internal conflict. The second verse takes a more expansive look at the world and societal issues, where powerful men can cause harm without any consequence. The chorus expresses the need for driving away from the harmful influences, ultimately driving out of range.
Line by Line Meaning
Just the thought
The mere thought of our bed invokes fear in me.
Of our bed
The bed we shared.
Makes me crumble like the plaster
The thought of the bed shakes me up like a crumbling plaster.
Where you punched the wall beside my head
I still remember when you punched the wall right beside my head.
And i try
I attempt.
To draw the line
To set a clear boundary.
But it ends up running down the middle of me
But the boundary seems blurred and uncertain and it affects me deeply.
Most of the time
This happens quite often.
And boys get locked up in some prison
Men are imprisoned in physical jails.
Girls get locked up in some house
Women are imprisoned in their own homes.
And it don't matter if it's a warden
It doesn't matter if it's a prison warden.
Or a lover
Or a lover we are in a toxic relationship with.
Or a spouse
Or a spouse we are trapped with.
You just can't talk to 'em
It's impossible to communicate with them.
You just can't reason
They don't listen to reason.
You just can't leave
Leaving seems impossible.
And you just can't please 'em
It's impossible to make them happy.
Yeah i was locked
I was trapped.
Into being my mother's daughter
I was forced to inherit my mother's traits and values.
I was just eating bread and water
I was barely surviving, just eating enough to stay alive.
Thinking
I believed.
Nothing ever changes
That nothing will ever change and it's pointless to try.
And i was shocked
But my perspective changed abruptly.
To see the mistakes of each generation
To notice the similar mistakes made by each generation.
Will just fade like a radio station
Will eventually disappear from memory like a radio station signal fades away.
When you drive
When you move.
You just gotta drive
You have to keep moving forward.
Out of range
To escape the limitations of my past and present.
And if you're not angry
If you are not angry.
Then you're just stupid
Then you are ignorant and unaware of the issues around you.
You don't care
You lack empathy.
How else can you react
What else can one do about the unfair circumstances?
When you know
When you are aware that.
Something's so unfair
Something is unjust.
When the men of the hour
When the powerful of the world.
Can kill half the world in war
Have the power to initiate wars that kill millions of people.
Make them slaves to a super power
Enslave entire societies to serve the interest of a powerful nation, like a superpower.
And let them die poor
And yet let them die in poverty.
And baby i love you
I love you, my dear.
That's why i'm leaving
That's why I have to leave you.
There's no talking to you
We can't have an effective conversation.
And there's just no pleasing you
I cannot make you happy.
And i care enough
But I still care.
That I'm mad
I'm angry.
That half the world don't even know
That a significant part of the world population is unaware.
What they coulda had
Of the opportunities they could have had.
You just gotta drive drive drive drive drive drive
You have to keep moving forward, not stopping or slowing down.
Out of range
To break free from old patterns and memories.
Writer(s): Ani Di Franco
Contributed by Molly D. Suggest a correction in the comments below.