Strangers
Souveneer Lyrics
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That never added up
'Cause neither of us ever did like periods much
Made a sorry scene that didn't nearly carascene
But martydoms don't look good on any but me
I gotta strange idea
A strange idea
That we're all strangers here
Search ya like a sentence
I was begging to desert
'Cause nothing turns you on like turning nothing into words
Whispering through prison bars
I don't know what I'm for
'Cause martydoms don't look good on nobody no more
I gotta strange idea
A strange idea
I gotta strange idea
That we're all strangers here
ooooooh...
I gotta strange idea
A strange idea
I gotta strange idea
What other kind is there?
oh
I gotta strange idea
A strange idea
I gotta strange idea
What other kind is there?
The lyrics of Souveneer's song Strangers describe the feeling of disconnect and disorientation in a relationship. The first stanza talks about a situation where the couple never really understood each other, and as a result, their communication lacked coherence. The singer compares their relationship with a sorry scene that made them look like martyrs. The lines "Made a sorry scene that didn't nearly carascene, but martydoms don't look good on any but me" suggest that the singer is aware of their relationship's brokenness and is willing to take responsibility for it.
The second stanza talks about the singer's realization that they are just strangers to each other. The singer compares their search for a resolution to a sentence that they were begging to desert. In the line, "Whispering through prison bars, I don't know what I'm for," the singer portrays their inability to find their place in the relationship. The lines "Martyrdoms don't look good on nobody no more" suggest that the singer has let go of the idea of holding on to something that is no longer meaningful.
The chorus repeats the phrase, "I gotta strange idea, a strange idea, that we're all strangers here," emphasizing the idea of being disconnected from each other. The line "What other kind is there?" suggests that the singer is willing to accept this reality and move on.
Line by Line Meaning
Running on like sentences
Our conversation was never-ending, just like an unending sentence.
That never added up
Despite our non-stop conversation, neither of us could understand each other.
'Cause neither of us ever did like periods much
We never liked to put an end to our topic or conversation.
Made a sorry scene that didn't nearly carascene
Our lack of understanding made the situation very unpleasant but not dramatic.
But martydoms don't look good on any but me
Although I'm used to feeling like a martyr, it doesn't make me look good.
I gotta strange idea
I have an unusual thought that I want to share.
A strange idea
This thought is different from what is usually thought.
That we're all strangers here
Despite living together, we are all unknown to each other.
Search ya like a sentence
I tried hard to understand you as if I was trying to understand a complicated sentence.
I was begging to desert
I was feeling like giving up in our conversation.
'Cause nothing turns you on like turning nothing into words
I felt fascinated by the fact that our nothingness could be transformed into language.
Whispering through prison bars
I felt trapped and isolated, and found it difficult to express myself honestly.
I don't know what I'm for
I don't understand my purpose or meaning.
'Cause martydoms don't look good on nobody no more
Even martyrdoms look not-so-good on anyone now.
What other kind is there?
Is there any other way to think about this?
oh
An exclamation of emotion.
Contributed by Jack H. Suggest a correction in the comments below.