Troll
Shane Koyczan Lyrics


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Once upon a time, you and all your kind
lived underneath bridges
had ridges for ribs that dropped off into empty chests
as if your hearts were all stolen treasures
as if an excavation crew were hired to dig up and remove the part of you that let you feel
and while the world above you invented the wheel you stayed put
knowing that would one day roll over top of you to get to where it's going
you had an endlessly flowing supply line of food
you began to brood over humanity and made meals of our hope
as if crushing our spirits would make your mirrors cast better reflections than the ones they gave
as if the only way you could save yourselves was to make the world ugly so no one would notice you hided in it
you learned to knit pain into a kind of camouflage
treated hope like a mirage that you could use to lure in your next meal
you lived off our fears, you could taste what we feared
and every night, as the moon at bedtime stories on sunlight
you took darkness as an invite to head out into the woods
you curled your hands into wrecking balls
your breath became squalls, you made rocks rumble,
you made land shiver, you made boys and girls pray that someone would deliver them from you
we told them, you aren't real
and then one day, the world changed
but you all stayed the same
just migrated from living underneath bridges to living underneath information superhighways
days and nights became meaningless, each already deep in chest became an abyss no one would ever find the bottom of
concepts like love fell into your gravity
we turned ourselves into life preservers hoping to save as many as we could
but the fathers who guarded closet doors and the mothers who secured the floors under beds all shook their heads not knowing how to deal with you
you, who crept into our lives, with tongues like knifes stabbing your words into our skin
you began to begin uploading yourselves into our homes
you had computer screens for eyes and software for bones
you turned your hate into stones
and hurled them at beauty, as if you couldn't bear to see anything other than ugly
anything different
you had fingernails like flint and scraped them against decency hoping we would be the ones to all catch fire
you all had smiles like one-way barbed wire not meant to keep us out, but to keep us in
always like a firing pin, you spoke in explosions
it isn't cute
it isn't funny
you talked strangers into death
and laughed
and as each family learns to graft skin over the wounds you gave them, you helm yourself into the scar
you have coaxed the sober back into bars, handed out cigars at memorials
offered nooses, cliffs, and pills to those who unfortunately found you before they found help
you praised suffering
waltzed in between tragedies, gracefully dipping miseries as if we would be somehow impressed by the dexterity of your animosity
you cheered on rape
dashed through police tape as if it were the finish line in a race on who could be awful first
even now
you somehow see this as an invitation to turn your keyboards into catapults
wondering which one of you can be the first to hate us best
your loathing
already dressed in riot gear
ready to incite rage
as if each message board is a stage who you recite hostility turning freedom of speech into freedom of cruelty
we are stuck with you
the same way you are stuck with you
your mind is glue and it keeps malice fastened there like cheap wallpaper
we were once upon a time told that none of you exist
we dismissed you as make believe or myth, now
on only with resolve




we can no longer afford to tell ourselves, that you aren't real
we will not let you make your dinners out of the things we feel.

Overall Meaning

The song "Troll" by Shane Koyczan is a powerful condemnation of malicious online behavior that resembles the mythological creature trolls. In the song, the trolls are described as living underneath bridges with ridges for ribs and empty chests, as if their hearts were stolen treasures. They feast on humanity's hope and crush our spirits to create better reflections in their mirrors. They live off our fears and make meals of our emotions, treating hope like a mirage that they can use to lure their next prey. As the world changes, trolls migrate from living underneath bridges to living underneath information superhighways, using their computer screens for eyes and software for bones. They turn their hate into stones and hurl them at beauty, anything different, and anything other than ugly. They talk strangers into death and cheer on rape, always ready to incite rage and turn freedom of speech into freedom of cruelty.


Koyczan's lyrical interpretation of trolls is an incredible way to describe the online behavior that too often is derogatory, reckless, and hurtful toward others. He provides an empathic description of what it means to be a troll and how they seek to consume hope, crush emotions and create chaos in the lives of others. The trolls in the song represent a clear and present danger to the vulnerable and the innocent, who often become the victims of their vicious attacks. Through his lyrics, Koyczan provides an enlightening perspective on how internet trolling has become the new form of bullying and aggression.


Line by Line Meaning

Once upon a time, you and all your kind lived underneath bridges
Long ago, trolls like you dwelled under bridges


had ridges for ribs that dropped off into empty chests as if your hearts were all stolen treasures as if an excavation crew were hired to dig up and remove the part of you that let you feel
Your bodies were bony, with hollow chests and no heart, as if it was stolen


and while the world above you invented the wheel you stayed put knowing that would one day roll over top of you to get to where it's going
While the world evolved, you stayed stagnant, knowing we would eventually pass over you


you had an endlessly flowing supply line of food you began to brood over humanity and made meals of our hope
Feasting on fear, you grew to despise humans and fed off our optimism


as if crushing our spirits would make your mirrors cast better reflections than the ones they gave as if the only way you could save yourselves was to make the world ugly so no one would notice you hided in it
You thought breaking our spirits would help your own self-reflection and hid from the world by making it ugly


you learned to knit pain into a kind of camouflage treated hope like a mirage that you could use to lure in your next meal
You blended in by turning pain into a disguise and used hope as bait for your victims


you lived off our fears, you could taste what we feared and every night, as the moon at bedtime stories on sunlight you took darkness as an invite to head out into the woods
You fed off our fears, and ventured out at night to prey on the vulnerable


you curled your hands into wrecking balls your breath became squalls, you made rocks rumble, you made land shiver, you made boys and girls pray that someone would deliver them from you
You used your power to destroy, causing destruction and making children fear and pray for deliverance


we told them, you aren't real and then one day, the world changed but you all stayed the same
We told children trolls weren't real, but despite the world changing, you remained the same


just migrated from living underneath bridges to living underneath information superhighways days and nights became meaningless, each already deep in chest became an abyss no one would ever find the bottom of
You moved from under bridges to the internet and became even more menacing, causing endless despair and suffering


concepts like love fell into your gravity we turned ourselves into life preservers hoping to save as many as we could but the fathers who guarded closet doors and the mothers who secured the floors under beds all shook their heads not knowing how to deal with you
You dragged love down with you, and we tried to save those caught in your wake, but parents were at a loss for how to keep their children safe


you, who crept into our lives, with tongues like knifes stabbing your words into our skin you began to begin uploading yourselves into our homes you had computer screens for eyes and software for bones
You infiltrated our lives with cruel words, entering our homes through the internet with empty eyes and a robotic nature


you turned your hate into stones and hurled them at beauty, as if you couldn't bear to see anything other than ugly anything different
You turned hatred into weapons and attacked anything beautiful, unable to bear anything different than your own ugliness


you had fingernails like flint and scraped them against decency hoping we would be the ones to all catch fire you all had smiles like one-way barbed wire not meant to keep us out, but to keep us in always like a firing pin, you spoke in explosions
You were filled with malice and used your words and smiles to trap and hurt people, speaking with violence and anger


it isn't cute it isn't funny you talked strangers into death and laughed
Your actions aren't amusing, you convinced strangers to end their lives and found humor in it


and as each family learns to graft skin over the wounds you gave them, you helm yourself into the scar you have coaxed the sober back into bars, handed out cigars at memorials offered nooses, cliffs, and pills to those who unfortunately found you before they found help
You take pleasure in the pain you caused and even go as far as to offer dangerous advice and choices to those at their lowest point


you praised suffering waltzed in between tragedies, gracefully dipping miseries as if we would be somehow impressed by the dexterity of your animosity you cheered on rape dashed through police tape as if it were the finish line in a race on who could be awful first
You reveled in the suffering of others, even cheering on heinous acts like rape and rushing to be the first to cause harm


even now you somehow see this as an invitation to turn your keyboards into catapults wondering which one of you can be the first to hate us best your loathing already dressed in riot gear ready to incite rage as if each message board is a stage who you recite hostility turning freedom of speech into freedom of cruelty
Even with this warning, you continue to use your keyboards to spread hate, eager to see who can be the cruelest, and turning free speech into an excuse for cruelty


we are stuck with you the same way you are stuck with you your mind is glue and it keeps malice fastened there like cheap wallpaper
We are forced to deal with you, just as you are forced to live with your own viciousness, as it becomes ingrained in your persona


we were once upon a time told that none of you exist we dismissed you as make believe or myth, now on only with resolve we can no longer afford to tell ourselves, that you aren't real
We were told trolls weren't real, but now we must acknowledge their presence and work to combat their harmful behavior


we will not let you make your dinners out of the things we feel.
We will not let you feed off our emotions anymore and harm us any further.




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@sammybloom8787

for people that want to read along:


Once upon a time,
You and all your kind lived underneath bridges,
Had ridges for ribs that dropped off into empty chests as if your Hearts were all stolen treasures,
As if an excavation crew were hired to dig up and remove the part Of you that let you feel.
And while the world above you invented the wheel, you stayed put,
Knowing it would one day need to roll over top of you to get to Where it's going.
You had an endlessly flowing supply line of food.
You began to brood over humanity and made meals of our hope,
As if crushing our spirits would make your mirrors cast better Reflections than the ones they gave,
As if the only way you could save yourselves was to make the world Ugly so no one would notice you hiding in it.
You learned to knit pain into a kind of camouflage,
Treated hope like a mirage that you could use to lure in your next meal.
You lived off of our fears, as if you could taste what we feel.
And every night, as the moon read bedtime stories to sunlight.
You took darkness as an invite to head out into the world,
You curled your hands into wrecking balls, your breath became Squalls, you made rocks rumble, you made land shiver
You made boys and girls pray that someone would deliver them From you
We told them you aren't real.
Then one day, the world changed, but you all stayed the same.
Just migrated from living underneath bridges to living underneath Information super-highways.
Days and nights became meaningless, each already deepened Chest became an abyss that no one would ever find the bottom of.
Concepts like love fell into your gravity, we turned ourselves into Live preservers, hoping to save as many as we could,
But the fathers who stood guarding closet doors and the mothers Who secured the floors underneath beds,
All shook their heads not knowing how to deal with you.
You, who crept into our lives with tongues like knives stabbing your Words into our skin.
You began to begin uploading yourselves into our homes you had Computer screens for eyes, and software for bones.
You turned your hate into stones and hurled them at beauty,
As if you couldn't bear to see anything other than ugly, anything Different.
You had fingernails like flint, and scraped them along decency hoping we would be the ones to all catch fire.
You all had smiles like one-way barbed wire not meant to keep us Out,
Meant to keep us in
Voice like a firing pin, you spoke in explosions
It isn't cute. It isn't funny.
You've talked strangers into death, and laughed.
And as each family learns to graft skin over the wounds you gave them, you hem yourselves into the scar.
You have coaxed the sober back into bars,
Handed out cigars at memorials,
Offered nooses, cliffs, and pills to those who unfortunately found You before they found help.
You have praised suffering,
Waltzed in between tragedies,
Gracefully dipping misery as if we would somehow be impressed With the dexterity of your animosity.
You have cheered on rape, dashed through police tape as if it were The finish line in a race of who can be awful first.
Even now,
You somehow see this as an invitation to turn your keyboards into Catapults,
Wondering which of you can be the first to hate this best.
Your loathing, already dressed in riot gear,
Ready to incite rage,
As if each message board is a stage,
Where you recite hostility,
Turning freedom of speech into freedom of cruelty.
We are stuck with you, the same way you are stuck with you.
Your mind is glue, and it keeps malice fastened there like cheap Wallpaper.
We were once upon a time told that none of you exist, we Dismissed you as make believe or myth.
Now armed only with resolve, we can no longer afford to tell Ourselves that you aren't real.
We will not let you make your dinners out of the things we feel.



@soupe_yt

Please wake me up from this nightmare,
In this suffocating world I can't bear.
While I'm hear I can't speak a word,
I've been signalling help for a while, has no one heard?
Someone please go in my head and flick that lever,
Because if you don't I'll be here forever.
Or at least I thought, 'tis was not a dream,
So I am already awake, but can I scream?
In this 'nightmare' we call life,
We can wake up, need a knife.
But with every nightmare, you have to remember,
If you wait it out, it does get better.
For every nightmare there is a dream,
It does get better, although it may not seem.
Although this nightmare may be a burdened,
You have to remember, STAY DETERMINED.

Pls don't hate or heckle I'm only 12!



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@RolaiEckolo

"We're stuck with you... like you're stuck with you."

My boy Shane spittin' straight fire.

@joshlivie6589

Made me cry in class.

@zero-tj9vj

As soon as I saw this comment that line came on 😂

@lemon-vy3mj

This deserved the top comment spot

@nobodysbaby5048

Puts a spotlight on the source of the problem.

@dollveins

"You've talked strangers into death, and laughed."

@immortalandundead5554

The way that to line is said gives me chills every time

@halabutler297

Me too

@mmd420

My smile is so big right now.

@tahaali3424

@@meganwall-watson3526 i know :(

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