Through/Exit
Rescue Lyrics


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All these depressing evenings
In this depressing bed
With all these pressing issues
Pressing against my head
I cannot concentrate
On one thing at a time
I am starting over
I am too far behind
And if I gave a handshake
To every phony man
There would be no sensation
Left to this bony hand
There is no reputation
That precedes itself
I've heard no declination
Rebuttal, or sale
But we keep selling ourselves
By the neon blue and red
By the keyboards at our hands
And we all just keep dishing it out
Like the bar sluts beg for booze
Do we want to be loved or to be used?
All of these careful people
Shout the same careful sermons
Well I've been lectured carefully
And I've been told I'm human
I don't ever want to
Have to choose a side
But I can't argue with
The way I feel inside
All these depressing feelings
Translate paper from pen
Or keyboard to monitor
In my friends' parents' den
There is no reputation
That precedes itself
I've heard no declination,
Rebuttal, or sale
And I keep telling myself
This has got to even out
There has got to be an out
You all just keep listening
Like you want to see what I can do
Be like my father or follow through
Well I don't know what I can do
I can't keep depending on each of you
I just want to make it to the point
Where I can open up my throat
And sing some world some words I wrote
And pay some bills off from the road
Or I want to swim to where it's black
And feel my lungs start to collapse




Ao I can sit back and relax
Because that would not be so bad.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Rescue’s song “Through/Exit” are a raw and emotional portrayal of the singer’s struggles with depression, and feeling overwhelmed by life’s burdens. The first stanza talks about the depressing evenings and issues that feel like they are weighing heavy on the singer's mind. The phony people that the person encounters leave them feeling drained, and in turn, they question the need for producing any output like that of the bar slut that begs for attention. The second stanza speaks to the careful people who shout the same careful sermons, while the singer struggles to find a belonging, a side to take or even to understand how to rationalize their own feelings.


Throughout the song, what stands out is the singer’s longing for something beyond the pain and the struggle. They just want to make it to the point where they can open up their throat, sing the words they have written, pay some bills off from the road or just relax. Escapism seems like the only way out of all the intense emotions. In essence, the song is a cry for help, but also a reflection of someone who is still trying to make sense of their own feelings and the world around them.


Line by Line Meaning

All these depressing evenings
I've been having a lot of sad nights


In this depressing bed
Even my bed feels sad


With all these pressing issues
I have a lot of problems weighing me down


Pressing against my head
My mind is always racing with these issues


I cannot concentrate
I can't focus


On one thing at a time
My mind is too cluttered for that


I am starting over
I feel like I need to start fresh


I am too far behind
But I feel like I'm already too far behind


And if I gave a handshake
If I trusted everyone I met


To every phony man
Even if they're fake


There would be no sensation
I wouldn't feel anything


Left to this bony hand
My hand would feel empty


There is no reputation
I don't have a different image


That precedes itself
Or a history that speaks for itself


I've heard no declination
No one has said no to me


Rebuttal, or sale
No one has argued with me or tried to convince me of anything


But we keep selling ourselves
But we keep putting ourselves out there


By the neon blue and red
By using flashy advertising techniques


By the keyboards at our hands
By using the internet to promote ourselves


And we all just keep dishing it out
And we keep promoting ourselves and our work


Like the bar sluts beg for booze
Like people begging for attention


Do we want to be loved or to be used?
Are we seeking love or just seeking attention?


All of these careful people
All the people who are cautious


Shout the same careful sermons
All say the same things


Well I've been lectured carefully
I've been given the same advice


And I've been told I'm human
I've been reminded that I'm only human


I don't ever want to
I don't want to


Have to choose a side
Be forced into a decision


But I can't argue with
But I can't deny


The way I feel inside
How I feel personally


All these depressing feelings
All my sad emotions


Translate paper from pen
I express them through my writing


Or keyboard to monitor
Or putting them on the internet through the keyboard


In my friends' parents' den
At my friend's house


And I keep telling myself
I keep reassuring myself


This has got to even out
Things have to balance out eventually


There has got to be an out
I have to find a way out of all this sadness


You all just keep listening
But everyone's still paying attention


Like you want to see what I can do
As if they're interested in me just for my work


Be like my father or follow through
Trying to follow in someone else's footsteps


Well I don't know what I can do
But I don't know what to do


I can't keep depending on each of you
I can't keep relying on others for validation


I just want to make it to the point
I just want to reach my goal


Where I can open up my throat
Where I can be who I truly am


And sing some world some words I wrote
And share what I have to offer creatively


And pay some bills off from the road
And use that work to support myself financially


Or I want to swim to where it's black
Or I want to escape and be free


And feel my lungs start to collapse
And know that I don't have to worry anymore


Ao I can sit back and relax
So I can finally relax


Because that would not be so bad.
Because everything would be okay




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AJ Buchanan

This is powerful!

Sam Can Do

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