Morbid Stuff
PUP Lyrics


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I was bored as fuck
Sitting around and thinking all this morbid stuff
Like if anyone I've slept with is dead and I got stuck
On death and dying and obsessive thoughts that won't let up
It makes me feel like I'm about to throw up

I was getting high in the van in St. Catharines
While you were rubbing elbows in the art scene
And back in the city I was on a tear
High-fiving every shithead on Queen Street
Passed out on the bus ride
I got home in the morning at a quarter to ten
Everybody was sleeping in
Mom and dad were smoking weed in the attic again
I said

I don't know what you want me to say
Stood by watching as your world went up in flames
When you've tried everything, but the feeling stays the same
You had it all, you pissed it away

I don't know what you want me to say
'Cause back in the city I was on a tear
You had it all, you pissed it away
Back in the city without a care

I still dream about you time and time again




Well I've been sleeping in somebody elses bed
And as my body aged, the feeling never did

Overall Meaning

In the song "Morbid Stuff," PUP tackles the complex themes of existentialism and mortality. The track opens with the lead vocalist admitting to being "bored as f\*\*k" and consumed by dark thoughts about death and dying. The intensity continues as the lyrics describe a wild night of getting high in St. Catharines, while the singer's parents smoke weed in the attic. The vocalist sings about feeling helpless and unable to shake off the feeling of impending doom. The lyrics are a reflection of the human psyche and how intense, obsessive thoughts can weigh a person down.


Throughout the song, PUP touches on the idea of wasted opportunities and missed chances. The vocalist acknowledges that they had everything, but they wasted it away by indulging in reckless behavior. The song's bridge is particularly poignant, with the singer expressing their inability to forget about a past lover, even though they have been sleeping with someone else. The track's dark, introspective themes are conveyed through the band's stripped-down instrumentation and raw vocals.


Line by Line Meaning

I was bored as fuck
I felt incredibly uninterested and restless


Sitting around and thinking all this morbid stuff
I was contemplating dark, unsettling thoughts while doing nothing


Like if anyone I've slept with is dead and I got stuck
I wondered if any of my past partners had died, and it consumed my thoughts


On death and dying and obsessive thoughts that won't let up
These thoughts revolved around death, dying, and anxiety that wouldn't relent


It makes me feel like I'm about to throw up
The intensity of my thoughts caused me to feel physically ill


I was getting high in the van in St. Catharines
I was smoking drugs while travelling in a van through St. Catharines


While you were rubbing elbows in the art scene
You were socializing with artists and creative individuals


And back in the city I was on a tear
In the city, I was living recklessly and destructively


High-fiving every shithead on Queen Street
I was enthusiastically congratulating and embracing every rude or obnoxious person on Queen Street


Passed out on the bus ride
I lost consciousness while riding on a bus


I got home in the morning at a quarter to ten
I arrived home in the morning at 9:45 am


Everybody was sleeping in
Everyone in my house was still asleep


Mom and dad were smoking weed in the attic again
My parents were smoking marijuana in the attic as they often did


I said
I uttered something


I don't know what you want me to say
I'm unsure of what response you're expecting


Stood by watching as your world went up in flames
I witnessed your life fall apart and didn't intervene


When you've tried everything, but the feeling stays the same
You've attempted various solutions but still experience the same negative emotion


You had it all, you pissed it away
You possessed everything you needed for success but threw it all away


I still dream about you time and time again
I frequently have dreams about you


Well I've been sleeping in somebody elses bed
I've been sleeping in a bed that isn't mine


And as my body aged, the feeling never did
Despite getting older, the emotion I feel has remained constant




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Stefan Babcock, Zack Mykula, Steve Sladkowski, Nestor Chumak

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Ghislaine Maxwell Official

Very impressive. Sounds like a melodic yet dirty style of punk rock

Aleph Null

@Medusa Styggia a lot of morbid stuff in this album for sure

Medusa Styggia

It's pop punk, it's just a little more morbid than average pop punk bands.

Exercise&Relax

They remind me of one of my favorites I grew up with, Piebald. Not exactly the same sound but a similar spirit.

Manon

you’ve been my favorite band for about three years now. anytime i was having a shit day i’d get home and just blast your albums on repeat and scream my lungs out right along with you. i learned to play bass so i could play along too. thanks for getting me through high school.

dakielster

Wow, that's beautiful you channelled that energy into something positive. Are you in a band yourself now? Maybe if you make your own music you can do the same thing for other people :)

TGBplays

You’d hear awesome music though.

Todd Hall

I don't think this band can do any wrong.

Aleph Null

it helps that they dont just pump out music every year. the 3 year wait between major releases really brings on the polish

TempestBob

@Ádám Tóth don't even fucking joke about that man, i couldn't take it.

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