Spiracle
Soap&Skin Lyrics


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When I was a child
I toyed with dirt and I fought
As a child
I killed the slugs, I bored with a bough
In their spiracle

When I was a child
Peers pushed me hard
In my head, in my neck, in my chest, in my waist, in my butt

I still beg
Please help me

When I was a child
I threw with dung as I fought
As a child
I killed all thugs and bored with a bough
In their spiracle

When I was a child
Foes pushed me hard
In my ___, in my neck, in my chest, in my waist, in my butt

I still beg
Please help me

When I was a child
I rend my tongue distraught
As a child
I killed my thoughts and bored with a bough
In my spiracle

When I was a child
Fears pushed me hard
In my head, in my neck, in my chest, in my waist
I never loved

I still beg
Please help me

I was a child, I was a child




I was a child, I was a child
I am a child

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Soap&Skin's song "Spiracle" describe the violent tendencies and struggles of the singer when she was a child. The chorus of "Please help me" highlights the vulnerability and need for assistance that she still feels. The use of the word "spiracle" in the verses could be interpreted in a few different ways - it can refer to the breathing hole in an insect or a small opening in a musical instrument for adjusting the sound. In either case, it could be seen as a metaphor for a vulnerable or sensitive part of oneself that can be easily harmed or silenced.


The imagery of playing with dirt, killing slugs and throwing dung suggest a certain brutality or lack of empathy that the singer had as a child. The violence done to herself by "killing her thoughts" and being pushed to the brink of her physical and emotional limits speaks to a painful internal struggle. The repetition of "I am a child" at the end underscores the lasting impact of childhood experiences on one's psyche.


Overall, the song is a raw and powerful exploration of the complex emotional landscape of childhood trauma and the ongoing need for support and healing.


Line by Line Meaning

When I was a child
In the past, during my childhood


I toyed with dirt and I fought
I played with soil and engaged in conflict


As a child
When I was young


I killed the slugs, I bored with a bough
I exterminated snails and used a branch for entertainment


In their spiracle
In their respiratory opening


Peers pushed me hard
My contemporaries exerted pressure on me


In my head, in my neck, in my chest, in my waist, in my butt
Pressure applied to various parts of my body


I still beg Please help me
I am still seeking assistance


I threw with dung as I fought
I used feces as projectiles during fights


I killed all thugs and bored with a bough In their spiracle
I eliminated all bullies and continued to play with a branch in their respiratory opening


Foes pushed me hard
My enemies subjected me to intense pressure


I rend my tongue distraught
I spoke in a manner that caused me great emotional distress


I killed my thoughts and bored with a bough In my spiracle
I suppressed my emotions and continued to play with a branch in my respiratory opening


Fears pushed me hard
I was heavily influenced by my fears


I never loved
I did not experience love


I was a child, I was a child I am a child
I may have grown up, but I am still a child at heart




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@osummer23

When I was a child
I toyed with dirt and I fought
As a child
I killed the slugs, I bored with a bough
In their spiracle
When I was a child
Peers pushed me hard
In my head, in my neck, in my chest, in my waist, in my butt
I still beg
Please help me
When I was a child
I threw with dung as I fought
As a child
I killed all thugs and bored with a bough
In their spiracle
When I was a child
Foes pushed me hard
In my ___, in my neck, in my chest, in my waist, in my butt
I still beg
Please help me
When I was a child
I rend my tongue distraught
As a child
I killed my thoughts and bored with a bough
In my spiracle
When I was a child
Fears pushed me hard
In my head, in my neck, in my chest, in my waist
I never loved
I still beg
Please help me
I was a child, I was a child
I was a child, I was a child
I am a child



All comments from YouTube:

@didi12

This songs always makes me cry

@colloredbrothers

This song was playing at an exhibit in the Louisiana museum of modern art, and now im here :D

@finfun3182

I was in Louisiana too and I just love this song, it is so emotional, happy and sad and scary in one

@vivianecarvalhodesousa7625

Me too

@gustavomporcides

The exibithion is called "Open My Glade", in case anyone is wondering. Been there yesterday.

@user-hq6ii7qy7y

I listened it today, in Kyoto, Japan.

@ZMWise

This song truly speaks to me. Anja is a musical rarity of the modern age. It would be an honor to meet her! The lyrics are incredibly poetic!!

@ameliabellamy7001

Oh my... ...I have never heard something so beautiful scary and sad... ...I feel like I understand her. Oh dear. I just can't stop crying!

@gabriela_xy

Me too!!

@jerrydonquixote5927

I love the poetry ,,its brilliance, absolute perfection,!!! always from the pain,,
beauty is born,!!!

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