#2 Pencil
Melvins Lyrics


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number two Pencil inside me
And the lead is yards deep in my face
Lick your tongue
Flat on the glass lathe
Smell the smell, the big P of this
Roll your head, chop my blood in yours
Leech the pain they drove in us
Count on this: Call off the land, true
To be used, and then you call me yours.





Overall Meaning

The song #2 Pencil by Melvins is a haunting and disturbing tale of pain and suffering. The first line "Number two Pencil inside me" immediately sets the tone for the rest of the song, as it suggests a kind of internal violence that is both invasive and painful. The second line "And the lead is yards deep in my face" reinforces this suggestion, as it implies that the pencil has been pushed deep into the singer's skin, causing immense pain and damage.


The following lines continue to build on this theme of pain and suffering, with references to licking the tongue flat on a glass lathe, smelling the smell of the "big P" (presumably meaning "pain"), and leeching the pain that has been driven into them. These lines all suggest a kind of physical torture that has been inflicted on the singer, and the use of vivid and visceral language only serves to make it all the more disturbing.


Yet despite all of this, there is also a sense of endurance and resilience in the lyrics. The final lines "Count on this: Call off the land, true/To be used, and then you call me yours" suggest a willingness to endure the pain and be used for the sake of someone else. It's a dark and unsettling message, but one that speaks to the complex emotions that can arise in situations of pain and suffering.


Line by Line Meaning

number two Pencil inside me
A yellow-colored, wooden number two pencil is embedded within me.


And the lead is yards deep in my face
The graphite tip of the pencil has penetrated my skin and has gone deep into my face.


Lick your tongue
Use your tongue to moisten your lips.


Flat on the glass lathe
Lying face down on the smooth surface of the glass lathe, a machine used to shape or plane wood.


Smell the smell, the big P of this
Detect the odor emanating from the pencil, the initial letter of which is the letter 'P'.


Roll your head, chop my blood in yours
Move your head in a circular motion, allowing our blood to intermingle and become one.


Leech the pain they drove in us
Suck out the emotional suffering that others have inflicted upon us.


Count on this: Call off the land, true
Rely on the fact that the land can be called off in a truthful manner.


To be used, and then you call me yours.
The pencil is merely a tool to be utilized, and upon completion, it will then be referred to as yours.




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