Shot Down
Nine Black Alps Lyrics


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Funny how, could have lived, yeah.
Funny how they really live.
Drag you down, and, pull you in, and,
Tell you nice you'll never win.

Pretty good at, laying low,
It's the, only place you'll ever go.
Prison doors, sound like, wedding bells,
As you, ask for change at the wishing well.

I don't like this place.
I don't like what it's become.
You can hide your face,
You can always hide your guns.

Shot down, spun round, strung out.
Still around, somehow.

In the human race,
There's a space for everyone.
You can save yourself.
You can always kill your sons.





Shot down, spun round, strung out.
Still around, somehow.

Overall Meaning

The song "Shot Down" by Nine Black Alps is about feeling trapped in a place or situation and struggling to break free. The first verse highlights the idea that despite the potential for a different life, many people remain stuck "in the only place you'll ever go" due to the negative influences around them. The imagery of prison doors sounding like wedding bells adds a sense of hopelessness to the situation. The second verse touches on the idea of wishing for change but feeling as though it is out of reach.


The chorus features repeated lines about being "shot down, spun round, strung out" which conveys a sense of being beaten down but continuing to persevere somehow. The second half of the chorus suggests that while there is a place for everyone in the world, it is up to the individual to take control of their fate - they can either "save themselves" or metaphorically "kill their sons" (meaning to let go of their past and start fresh).


Overall, the lyrics of "Shot Down" paint a bleak picture of feeling trapped and struggling against the societal and environmental factors that hold people back.


Line by Line Meaning

Funny how, could have lived, yeah.
It's funny how one could've lived a different life altogether.


Funny how they really live.
It's ironic how some people's lives differ from one's own.


Drag you down, and, pull you in, and,
Things can easily weigh one down and lead one into unwanted situations.


Tell you nice you'll never win.
People can be deceitful and tell one they won't succeed even if it's not true.


Pretty good at, laying low,
One can be adept at keeping a low profile.


It's the, only place you'll ever go.
Living a life off the grid may be the only option for some people.


Prison doors, sound like, wedding bells,
The sound of prison doors may signify doom, but to some, it could mean a newfound commitment.


As you, ask for change at the wishing well.
In dire situations, one may turn to wishing for help.


I don't like this place.
One doesn't enjoy their current situation.


I don't like what it's become.
One doesn't like the way things have changed over time.


You can hide your face,
One can conceal their identity.


You can always hide your guns.
One can store weapons away for safekeeping.


Shot down, spun round, strung out.
Feeling defeated, disoriented, and overwhelmed by life's circumstances.


Still around, somehow.
Despite the difficult circumstances, one is still persevering.


In the human race,
Throughout the world and among all people,


There's a space for everyone.
There is a place and a purpose for everyone in society.


You can save yourself.
One can work to improve their situation on their own.


You can always kill your sons.
In extreme situations, some may resort to sacrificing their own children for their own survival.




Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Written by: MARTIN COHEN, SAMUEL FORREST, JAMES GALLEY, DAVID SAMUEL JONES

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