PEARS released their critically acclaimed album, "Go To Prison", in June 2014, and was released on vinyl in September 2014 via Ryan Young's (Off With Their Heads) podcast/label, Anxious and Angry, and is soon being released in Europe via Gunner Records, and now they are on forever tour to support the album. So get ready, and bring them some birthday cake.
Anhedonia
Pears Lyrics
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Perfect skin, ball of life, a blister, a blip, once removed, collected cool, often sidelined and whipped.
I'm teething at the toes of courts convened in teh arean of the argument demaned.
The blissful absence: wealth unearned, ne'er babought, bethrothed to open world hallucinauts.
Shifting shapes, sleek dissolve, still bereft of a cause, farers clad, sans-design, no respite a conditional clause.
Driven only by the voide, my darling Anhedonia.
Give me death!
This fortress once erected, named and scheduled for collapse, fading aptitudes and insticnts and all memories left to pass, grip the hands of my companions with whom I'll perish in my cell, ancient fables of immortal sounding like a dying bell.
It carries like an atom bomb, oh wistful worlds, it carries like an atom bomb.
The lyrics to Pears's song "Anhedonia" describe a person who is suffering from the psychological condition known as anhedonia, which is the inability to feel pleasure or joy. The opening line sets the tone for the rest of the song, describing the isolation and hopelessness the person feels as they exist in a void between themselves and nothingness. The lines "perfect skin, ball of life, a blister, a blip, once removed, collected cool, often sidelined and whipped" suggest a feeling of emptiness and worthlessness, as though the person believes they are no longer an important participant in the world around them.
The lyrics also touch on themes of groupthink and societal pressure to conform. The lines "I'm teething at the toes of courts convened in the arena of the argument demanded" suggest that the person feels pressure to agree with others and conform to societal norms, even if it conflicts with their own beliefs and desires. The lyrics also touch on themes of mortality and the inevitability of death, with the repeated line "give me death" suggesting a desire to escape the emptiness and pain they feel.
Overall, the lyrics to "Anhedonia" paint a bleak and introspective picture of a person struggling with mental illness and existential despair.
Line by Line Meaning
Deep within attentions equidistance, this hollow sphere of hopelessness expands 'till it pops and there is only nothingness between nothingness and I, but I digress.
I'm distracted by my own thoughts and feelings of emptiness that keep growing until everything disappears, but that's not important right now.
Perfect skin, ball of life, a blister, a blip, once removed, collected cool, often sidelined and whipped.
Life is fragile and temporary, and even the best parts can be taken away from us in an instant.
I'm teething at the toes of courts convened in the arena of the argument demanded.
I'm struggling to fit in and make my voice heard in a society that values argument and debate above all else.
The blissful absence: wealth unearned, ne'er bought, betrothed to open world hallucinauts.
Some people are able to see the world in a different, more positive way without having to work for it, and that seems unfair.
Shifting shapes, sleek dissolve, still bereft of a cause, farers clad, sans-design, no respite a conditional clause.
Life is unpredictable and confusing, and we're all just trying to make sense of it without any guidance or direction.
Driven only by the void, my darling Anhedonia.
I'm consumed and controlled by my feelings of emptiness and lack of pleasure, which is taking over my life.
Give me death!
I'm so unhappy and hopeless that I'd rather die than keep living with this pain.
This fortress once erected, named and scheduled for collapse, fading aptitudes and instincts and all memories left to pass, grip the hands of my companions with whom I'll perish in my cell, ancient fables of immortal sounding like a dying bell.
I feel trapped and doomed to a life of fading abilities and forgotten memories, but at least I have people who understand me and will be there until the end.
I can still feel them.
Despite everything, I still have memories and feelings that I hold onto and cherish.
It carries like an atom bomb, oh wistful worlds, it carries like an atom bomb.
The pain and emptiness I feel is overwhelming and destructive, like a bomb that destroys everything in its path.
Contributed by Lillian M. Suggest a correction in the comments below.