We
Lukas Haas Lyrics


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It's Sunday and the streets aren't clear
The traffic's screaming
but we can't hear
The sounds...the metals...
driving us mad...
The sounds...the metals...
driving us mad...
We must bleed, we must bleed,
we must bleed

The crash as the bottle breaks
Flashes it will through my veins
The pain...the colors...
making me sane...
The pain...the colors...
making me sane...
the pain...the colors...
making me sane...
We must bleed, we must bleed,
we must bleed

I'm not one I'm two, I'm not one
I'm two, I'm not one I'm two
I want out now, I want out now




I want out now now now now now
now now now...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Lukas Haas's song "We" seem to be about the overwhelming and chaotic nature of modern life, with the sounds and stresses of the city driving the singer to an extreme point where they feel they must bleed. The traffic and noise becomes unbearable, so much so that the singer can't even hear their own thoughts. The use of the phrase "the sounds...the metals" serves to emphasize the harsh and jarring nature of the environment, as though everything is made of metal and constantly clanging against itself.


The second verse seems to shift focus to the singer's internal struggles. The crash of a bottle and the pain it causes somehow allow the singer to feel sane, as though the physical pain is a release from the mental anguish they're experiencing. The repetition of the phrase "we must bleed" suggests that the singer believes this release to be necessary - perhaps to rid themselves of some inner demons or to feel some kind of release from the stresses of daily life.


The final lines of the song are repeated several times and seem to express a desire for escape - the singer feels like they exist as two separate beings, and they want out of whatever mental and emotional trap they've found themselves in. Overall, the song seems to be a commentary on the pressures and stresses of modern life, and the need for release and escape from these pressures.


Line by Line Meaning

It's Sunday and the streets aren't clear
It's a somber Sunday morning and the streets aren't busy


The traffic's screaming but we can't hear
Despite the commotion and sound, we are still deaf to them


The sounds...the metals...driving us mad...
The loudness of the city is making us feel crazed


We must bleed, we must bleed, we must bleed
Sometimes we must let out our inner emotions in a physical way


The crash as the bottle breaks
The shattering of a bottle is loud and sudden


Flashes it will through my veins
The adrenaline rush from the noise is energizing


The pain...the colors...making me sane...
The sensations, including pain and visuals, are cathartic and for that moment, it makes us feel better


I'm not one I'm two, I'm not one I'm two
I see myself as both one and two identities


I want out now, I want out now, I want out now now now now now now now...
There is an urgency to escape my current state of being, and I feel like I can't wait any longer




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Written by: DARBY CRASH, PAT SMEAR

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