Grimace
Made Out Of Babies Lyrics


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Objects on the sign
Point the wrong way
Straight into the barrel
Like a winter's long delay
You pick the shortest straw always
The ladies will collect today
You lose
Weight on either foot
Sit sideways
Up against the wall
Standing the right way
Your smile turns into grimace




And your face is at it's thinnest
And you bruise

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Made Out Of Babies's song "Grimace" convey a sense of despair and hopelessness. The first verse talks about objects on a sign, pointing the wrong way, leading straight into the barrel of a gun. This metaphor is a commentary on the feeling of being trapped and helpless, with no way out of a bad situation. The "winter's long delay" suggests a lingering feeling of dread and pessimism.


The second verse is about body language - "weight on either foot, sit sideways, up against the wall, standing the right way". These are all physical manifestations of discomfort and unease. The smile that turns into a grimace signifies the hidden pain that people carry with them, even when they are trying to appear happy. This pain manifests itself in bruises, which could be physical or emotional. The song as a whole is a reflection on the struggles people go through, and the ways in which they cope with their pain.


Overall, "Grimace" is a haunting and intense song that explores themes of powerlessness, pain, and despair.


Line by Line Meaning

Objects on the sign
The signs display a misdirection


Point the wrong way
It leads to the wrong direction


Straight into the barrel
It leads straight to trouble


Like a winter's long delay
It prolongs the pain and suffering


You pick the shortest straw always
You always end up with the worst outcome


The ladies will collect today
Your adversaries will triumph over you


You lose
You will face defeat


Weight on either foot
You are uneasy and can't settle


Sit sideways
You can't face the problem head-on


Up against the wall
You have nowhere to run


Standing the right way
You are ready to face your fears


Your smile turns into grimace
Your facade crumbles under pressure


And your face is at its thinnest
You look weak and vulnerable


And you bruise
You suffer the consequences of your actions




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