fill me
Old Man of the Woods Lyrics
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Fill me with stuff, all the way up
I'm not enough, I'm not enough
I'll lie, I'll pretend this is love
We always want more
Screaming out of locked bedroom doors
How'd you find what's worth living for
I'm not enough, I'm not enough
You can be rough, cut through the fluff
I'm not enough, I'm not enough
I'll lie, I'll reconstruct the front
We always want more
Screaming into cold bathroom floors
How'd you find what's worth living for
Don't tell me this is all our fault
At my age you were happy
We're young, what's there to cry about
We really should be laughing
I've often tried to starve myself
But lack the self control
My friends and I
We've harmed ourselves
In every way we know
I've been waiting for the day
I finally find the hole
Until then, all I have leaks out
Just hope what's left is soul
So don't tell me this is our fault
As if I haven't had that thought
See, the future's what the past taught
I'm not enough, I'm not enough
Fill me with stuff, all the way up
The lyrics to Old Man of the Woods's song Fill Me in 2-3 long paragraphs speak to the desperation and emptiness that many people feel in our culture today. The singer of the song feels like they are not enough and constantly seeks external validation and stimulation to fill the void inside them. They lie and pretend that they are in love just to feel something, anything at all. The song then takes a somewhat accusatory tone towards society, with the singer questioning how people find what's worth living for and rejecting the notion that it's all their fault. The song ends on a somewhat bleak note, with the singer hoping that what's left of them is soul.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm not enough, I'm not enough
I feel inadequate and lack satisfaction in my life
Fill me with stuff, all the way up
I'm searching for external things to fill the void within me
I'll lie, I'll pretend this is love
I'll deceive myself and others by accepting anything that resembles love
We always want more
We're constantly unsatisfied and crave for more in life
Screaming out of locked bedroom doors
We express our frustration behind closed doors
How'd you find what's worth living for
We struggle to find purpose and meaning in our lives
You can be rough, cut through the fluff
I'm open to harsh truths that can help me grow
I'll lie, I'll reconstruct the front
I'll constantly create a façade and change my personality to hid my true self
Screaming into cold bathroom floors
We express our pain and agony in isolation
Don't tell me this is all our fault
I refuse to believe that we're solely responsible for our problems
At my age you were happy
I compare my life with others and their achievements
We're young, what's there to cry about
We often ignore our emotions and pretend that we're invincible
We really should be laughing
We should be joyful and carefree, not burdened by life's problems
I've often tried to starve myself
I've tried to deprive myself of life's pleasures to fill the void within me
But lack the self control
I don't have the willpower to sustain my abstinence
My friends and I
We're all struggling with similar problems
We've harmed ourselves
We've damaged our physical and mental health in various ways
In every way we know
We've tried all means possible to cope with our issues
I've been waiting for the day
I'm hopeful that someday things will change for the better
I finally find the hole
I hope to find the missing piece that completes me
Until then, all I have leaks out
In the meantime, everything I try to hold on to slips away
Just hope what's left is soul
I hope that despite everything, my soul remains intact
See, the future's what the past taught
Our past experiences shape our future, and we should learn from them
Writer(s): Miranda Rose Elliott
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