Slave to a Teenager
Pygmy Lush Lyrics


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She's a pissed off man now
Shh, be quiet
He is hiding metaphors
The impostor

Oh I'm sure you're down there
I can hear you smiling
Its like a train blowing steam
He said, "Tired of all you folk"

It's getting harder to keep my cool
It's getting hard to be around people
The crows gather black outside my window
The machine gun blows away families, the wind
Blows leaves, the big world slowly spins

Christmas lights glow on suburban trees
Fire burn around junkies in alleyways
Pointless never ending fires
Flashes of things while drunk

Blackouts, death conversations
Wiggling on bathroom floors




Wishing I was never born
He was like a train blowing steam

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Slave to a Teenager" by Pygmy Lush are cryptic and open to interpretation. It seems to be a stream of consciousness reflection on feeling alienated and isolated from society. The references to "pissed off man," "machine gun," and "death conversations" suggest a general sense of anger and despair.


The phrase "she's a pissed off man now" could imply that the singer is experiencing gender dysphoria or feels uncomfortable with societal expectations about their gender identity. The line "he is hiding metaphors" might suggest that the singer is communicating in metaphor as a way of guarding themselves and their emotions from others.


The phrase "the impostor" could refer to a sense of feeling like an imposter in one's own life or feeling like society is an imposter that doesn't truly understand or accept the singer. The line "It's getting hard to be around people" suggests a fear of social interaction or a sense of disconnection from others.


Overall, the lyrics to "Slave to a Teenager" create a fragmented picture of a person struggling with inner turmoil and feelings of disconnection from the world around them.


Line by Line Meaning

She's a pissed off man now
She is angry and frustrated


Shh, be quiet
Please remain silent


He is hiding metaphors
There is more to him than meets the eye


The impostor
He feels like a fake


Oh I'm sure you're down there
I know you are hiding something


I can hear you smiling
I sense your insincerity


Its like a train blowing steam
There is tension building up


He said, "Tired of all you folk"
He is fed up with everyone around him


It's getting harder to keep my cool
I am finding it difficult to remain calm


It's getting hard to be around people
I am struggling to interact with others


The crows gather black outside my window
The world is a dark and depressing place


The machine gun blows away families, the wind
There is violence and chaos in the world


Blows leaves, the big world slowly spins
The world keeps turning regardless of our struggles


Christmas lights glow on suburban trees
There is a false sense of contentment in some parts of society


Fire burn around junkies in alleyways
There is suffering and despair in other parts of society


Pointless never ending fires
There are problems that seem impossible to solve


Flashes of things while drunk
Memories and regrets surface when he is intoxicated


Blackouts, death conversations
He is struggling with mental health issues


Wiggling on bathroom floors
He feels helpless and alone


Wishing I was never born
He is filled with despair


He was like a train blowing steam
He is on the verge of a breakdown




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