Kill Me. The King
Portugal. The Man Lyrics


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Basking briefly in this
Overeating indulgence of insides
But I fear he's lower than before
Though he's stronger than he looks
He's made of feathers mixed with
Oil and small servings of hands and feet

Up so high
How do they flutter so damn
How do they flutter so damn

Up so high
How do they flutter so damn
How do they flutter so damn

Now begin the search that hails you home
I think I lost my means
He said with his face in the cup
Desperate times make for desperate people
Desperate times make for desperate people

Up so high
How do they flutter so damn
How do they flutter so damn

Up so high
How do they flutter so damn
How do they flutter so damn

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Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Portugal. The Man's "Kill Me. The King" are quite complex and abstract, but they seem to hint at darker themes of self-destruction and desperation. The beginning of the song paints a vivid picture of the subject "basking briefly in this overeating indulgence of insides". It suggests someone who is indulging in self-destructive behavior, possibly overeating, and enjoying it momentarily. However, the lyrics also imply that the person is aware of their own downward spiral, as they "fear he's lower than before".


The second part of the song continues this theme of self-awareness and darkness, using vivid imagery to describe the subject's fragility and strength. The line "He's made of feathers mixed with oil" suggests someone who is both fragile and resilient, as feathers are easily broken but can also withstand a lot of stress. The subject is also described as having "desperate times", which points to a sense of hopelessness and despair.


Overall, "Kill Me. The King" seems to be exploring deep themes of self-destruction, desperation, and fragility. The lyrics suggest someone who is aware of their own destructive behavior, but unable to escape it.


Line by Line Meaning

Basking briefly in this overeating indulgence of insides
Momentarily enjoying the excessive indulgence of food within me


But I fear he's lower than before
But I'm afraid my current state is worse than before


Though he's stronger than he looks
Despite appearing weak, he possesses inner strength


He's made of feathers mixed with oil and small servings / Of hands and feet
He is composed of light and dark elements, as well as small, essential parts that make him whole


Up so high / How do they flutter so damn high?
Observing birds fly high and wondering how they remain so carefree up there


Now begin the search that hails you home
Embarking on a journey to find one's true place, purpose, or identity


I think I lost my means
I believe I have lost my direction or ability to achieve my goals


He said with his face in the cup / Desperate times make for desperate people
He spoke with desperation, recognizing that difficult circumstances can lead people to act out of character




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: John Baldwin Gourley

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

space shakespeare

Basking briefly in this overeating indulgence of insides 
But I fear he's lower than before 
Though he's stronger than he looks 
He's made of feathers mixed with oil and small servings 
Of hands and feet

Up so high 
How do they flutter so damn high?
Up so high 
How do they flutter so damn high?

Now begin the search that hails you home 
I think I lost my means
He said with his face in the cup 
Desperate times make for desperate people

Up so high 
How do they flutter so damn high?
Up so high 
How do they flutter so damn high?



All comments from YouTube:

space shakespeare

Basking briefly in this overeating indulgence of insides 
But I fear he's lower than before 
Though he's stronger than he looks 
He's made of feathers mixed with oil and small servings 
Of hands and feet

Up so high 
How do they flutter so damn high?
Up so high 
How do they flutter so damn high?

Now begin the search that hails you home 
I think I lost my means
He said with his face in the cup 
Desperate times make for desperate people

Up so high 
How do they flutter so damn high?
Up so high 
How do they flutter so damn high?

DocM

1 of the greatest tracks ever!!! PTM are one of the best, most important band of the 000's and of all time! Everything they do for Indigenous rights is truly something that needs to be spoke on a lot more!! Shout out to John and the crew for standing up for what's right and dedicating their life to that! Peace and Love!!

B00MBEAR

this song is so great. ptm's sound has changed so much over the years

Juan Pablo Torres

you guys should bring this sound back. I know theres nothing wrong with changing but this was just awsome/

Flashmaster88

this is the first song i ever heard of ptm! got me HOOKED

YoutanPoluo

This was my favorite album of PTM!!!!!!!!!!!!

Carlin A

favorite song of all time

Beeg Yoshi

Their best song!

TheCryptGyp

awesome.

Shut up

I'm addicted to this. Who needs drugs when there's PTM!?

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