Hooligans
MyChildren MyBride Lyrics
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I’ll draw the line and cross it, and then I’ll draw the line again.
Force feed me false hope, a little hope is better than no hope at all.
I’ll draw the line and cross it again, and again, and again, and again.
The devil’s hands have been busy, or do my eyes deceive me? (deceive me)
There’s so much rage built up inside of me, I’m a shaken up bottle looking for release.
Did you hear me, it’s the life that we choose.
And you can’t take this from me.
So young and yet so cruel.
We are the lions, we are the cold-blooded wolves preying on the hand that feeds us, it leads us.
So young and yet so cruel.
So young and yet so cruel.
So young and yet so cruel.
What goes around comes around.
What goes around comes around.
What goes around comes around.
What goes around comes around.
The devil’s hands have been busy, or do my eyes deceive me? (deceive me)
There’s so much rage built up inside of me, I’m a shaken up bottle looking for release.
We are the lions.
We are the lions.
We are the lions.
We are the lions.
The lyrics to MyChildren MyBride's song "Hooligans" seem to speak to the frustration and anger that can arise when a person feels trapped in their circumstances. The references to false hope and drawing lines suggest a cycle of disappointment and repeated attempts to overcome obstacles. The mention of the devil's hands and built-up rage suggests a spiritual struggle, while the idea of being lions and wolves preying on the hand that feeds them seems to speak to a desire for independence and self-sufficiency.
The repetition of the phrase "so young and yet so cruel" may suggest a sense of disillusionment with youth and its associated ideals, while the reference to karma ("what goes around comes around") speaks to a belief in the cyclical nature of life. Overall, the lyrics suggest a sense of frustration and restlessness, as well as a desire to break free from constraints and live on one's own terms.
Line by Line Meaning
Force feed me false hope, a little hope is better than no hope at all.
I'd rather be fed false hope than have no hope at all, even if it may not be true.
I'll draw the line and cross it, and then I'll draw the line again.
I will keep pushing my limits and boundaries, only to redraw them and push myself even further.
The devil's hands have been busy, or do my eyes deceive me?
I am witnessing wickedness in the world and questioning if my perception is distorted or accurate.
There's so much rage built up inside of me, I'm a shaken up bottle looking for release.
I am filled with anger that is bottled up and seeking a way to escape.
Did you hear me, it's the life that we choose.
I am acknowledging that the path I am on is of my own choosing.
And you can't take this from me.
No one else can control my choices and the way I live my life.
We are the lions, we are the cold-blooded wolves preying on the hand that feeds us, it leads us.
We are fierce and hungry, preying on those who would try to control or weaken us.
So young and yet so cruel.
Despite our youth, we can be ruthless and calculating.
What goes around comes around.
The consequences of our actions will inevitably come back to us.
We are the lions.
We are strong and bold, unafraid and unwavering.
Contributed by Andrew V. Suggest a correction in the comments below.