Nervosa
Silent Planet Lyrics


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Look straight through me look at the nightmare
Our past is but a dream that we're trying to escape, trying to evade to erase ourselves
Look through me and see the advent of our obsessions
Behold, your child, perfection a rotting shell of atrophy

Watching crowds like crows, we furiously flock to tragedy
observe the hurt then hasten back to our peaceful, quiet nests of blasphemy
Scapegoat rather die and know, drag your failing body in tow
witnessing the wake, conflagrate the ready oil at the stake
Binging the culmination of purging what our lusts have borne
We hoarded all the world to find we'd lost any semblance of ourselves

This dying dance

I am not my own reflection I am not myself, I am not myself
No, I am haunted by a non-existent lover
The spectre, the ghost, the soul-starving host
I am haunted by a non-existent lover

I was gifted with the vision, but cursed to be the witness

I'll be pale to match the walls and warped to trace the beams
flushed to fit across the floor so you can step right over me
Scouring this filthy slate these crooked bones they won't break straight
cracked and splintered like our house, upended by that first summer squall

Fading so thin, you could snap me into the shape you need
gaunt enough to slide through that wedding dress
Then stitch me to a fraying matrimony embalmed inside a never-ending ceremony

I am not my own reflection I am not myself, I am not myself
No, I am haunted by a non-existent lover
The spectre, the ghost, the soul-starving host
I am haunted by a non-existent lover

I was gifted with the vision but cursed to be the witness





Invisible to me invisible to me invisible to me

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Nervosa" by Silent Planet explore themes of loss, self-destruction, and haunting obsessions. The first verse describes a sense of detachment from the self, as the singer is asking to be seen through, rather than looked at directly. They refer to their past as a nightmare that they can't escape, suggesting a desire to erase themselves. The singer's obsessions are described as being their child. However, the child is also a symbol of perfection, which has become an empty shell of atrophy.


The following verses describe society's fascination with tragedy, and how individuals often retreat back into daily life, which becomes a place of blasphemy. The singer then says that they would rather die than be scapegoated and observes the destruction that has been wrought by lusts given free reign. They then realize that all their hoarding has left them with nothing but a loss of self.


Line by Line Meaning

Look straight through me look at the nightmare
Our past is but a dream that we're trying to escape, trying to evade to erase ourselves


Look through me and see the advent of our obsessions
Behold, your child, perfection a rotting shell of atrophy


Watching crowds like crows, we furiously flock to tragedy
Observe the hurt then hasten back to our peaceful, quiet nests of blasphemy


Scapegoat rather die and know, drag your failing body in tow
Witnessing the wake, conflagrate the ready oil at the stake


Binging the culmination of purging what our lusts have borne
We hoarded all the world to find we'd lost any semblance of ourselves


This dying dance


I am not my own reflection I am not myself, I am not myself
No, I am haunted by a non-existent lover


The spectre, the ghost, the soul-starving host
I am haunted by a non-existent lover


I was gifted with the vision, but cursed to be the witness


I'll be pale to match the walls and warped to trace the beams
Flushed to fit across the floor so you can step right over me


Scouring this filthy slate these crooked bones they won't break straight
Cracked and splintered like our house, upended by that first summer squall


Fading so thin, you could snap me into the shape you need
Gaunt enough to slide through that wedding dress


Then stitch me to a fraying matrimony embalmed inside a never-ending ceremony


Invisible to me invisible to me invisible to me




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: ALEX CAMARENA, IGOR EFIMOV, THOMAS FRECKLETON, SPENCER KEENE, GARRETT RUSSELL, ADAM MITCHELL STARK

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@zackh9790

As someone who's struggled with Anorexia for six years, this was definitely needed
I love this band with such a passion
This song is so beautifully structured and made as well

@Lunarosalina

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@jaychev1091

lmao me too.

@sebastianviuf

Im glad to know this song did something good for you, i really hope everything is going well for you love! Anorexia is a horrible illness that should get way more attention than it gets. I have some good friends, who struggles and has struggled with it. And it really hurts my soul to see how they are fighting sometimes.

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@amylibby4793

Fuck, what a perfect song. As someone in recovery from anorexia for a few years, this is one of the few pieces of art that feels accurate describing the disorder.

Having a rough few days relapse wise and couldn’t have found this song at a better time.

@1990pigeonman

This is seriously one of the best songs they've ever made. And all their songs are amazing.

@callen2011

Zach Simpson honestly I can't wait to see you in like 4 or 5 months also I found you

@JazmineRose.

This is the first I'm hearing Silent Planet and I really like what I hear! The lyrics are so captivating.

@DJA7943

You need to get their older stuff

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