Their last full length album, Catastrophe was released on Brooklyn, NY's BANKSHOT! Records
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You're Gonna Die
Stockyard Stoics Lyrics
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Tried so hard just to clear the slate
But all it takes is one mistake
Stuck and strung out dying on your own
No one you hang around will ever help
Because they're all junked out themselves
No one can save you except yourself
[Chorus:]
You're gonna die
Spun, spent, expired before your time
Flat on the floor, blue, hardly breathing
Water pouring down through the ceiling
Your boyfriend is high, he don't know what to do
Ain't got the nerve to see it through
No one you hang around will ever help
Because they're all junked out themselves
No one can save you except yourself
[Chorus]
You're gonna die
No reason why
You're gonna on a Tuesday night nothing much going
J train rolling past the whites of your eyes showing
Passed out blast off bloody walls closing in
The sky goes gray and turns away and there's peace under your skin
911 two cop cars come real slow on up the stairs
Blue in face and lost in space and they don't hardly care
Calling your case in they scuff a shoe and scrape a knee
And twenty cars come screaming up
It's a real emergency
No one you hang around will ever help
Don't feel sorry for yourself
Because you made your life a living hell
I won't tell you how to fucking live
I think you're fucked but it's all I can give
I know it ain't much but I'm not a fucking crutch
Ain't nothing more I can say
Just another day
Another cliché lie
Another reason for getting high
[Chorus:]
You're gonna die
Now you're dead!
The Stockyard Stoics' song "You're Gonna Die" is a haunting and powerful commentary on the dangers of drug addiction. The lyrics tell the story of a person who has been consumed by their addiction, despite their efforts to start anew. The song describes this person's desperation as they realize they are on the brink of death, and how nobody around them is able to provide any help.
The first stanza of the song highlights the idea of a "sealed fate." It suggests that the character has reached a point of no return and that their struggles with addiction have caused them to make a mistake that has put their life in danger. The second stanza emphasizes the sense of loneliness and the idea that those around the singer are also struggling with addiction. The chorus is an ominous warning that despite their efforts to escape, their addiction will bring them to an early death.
The second half of the song paints a vivid picture of the character's ultimate demise, describing their physical condition and the apathy of those around them. The final lines, "Just another day / Another cliché lie / Another reason for getting high," suggest a sense of resignation and defeat to the cycle of addiction.
Overall, the song is a powerful commentary on the struggles of addiction and the idea that true change can only come from within.
Line by Line Meaning
Another casualty, another sealed fate
Someone else has died and their destiny was already decided.
Tried so hard just to clear the slate
The person did everything they could to start over or make amends.
But all it takes is one mistake
One misstep could lead to disaster.
Stuck and strung out dying on your own
They're trapped in addiction and dying alone.
No one you hang around will ever help
The people they surround themselves with are also struggling and can't provide help.
Because they're all junked out themselves
Their friends are also struggling with addiction.
No one can save you except yourself
In the end, only the person can save themselves from their addiction.
You're gonna die
The person is going to die from their addiction.
Spun, spent, expired before your time
They'll be wasted away and die before their time should have come.
Flat on the floor, blue, hardly breathing
They're unresponsive or overdosing.
Water pouring down through the ceiling
They're in a bad place where they have a ceiling leak.
Your boyfriend is high, he don't know what to do
Their partner is also high and unable to help.
Ain't got the nerve to see it through
They can't handle the situation or it's too frightening to deal with.
No reason why
There's no real explanation as to why they have to die from addiction.
You're gonna on a Tuesday night nothing much going
They're going to die on a night when nothing is remarkable.
J train rolling past the whites of your eyes showing
The train passes by as their life fades.
Passed out blast off bloody walls closing in
They're unconscious with blood on the walls, and it feels claustrophobic.
The sky goes gray and turns away and there's peace under your skin
As they're dying, the world seems to ignore it, but they're finally at peace.
911 two cop cars come real slow on up the stairs
The emergency services arrive with no urgency.
Blue in face and lost in space and they don't hardly care
The person is dying, and the authorities aren't too concerned.
Calling your case in they scuff a shoe and scrape a knee
The workers have no respect for the situation and damage the property.
And twenty cars come screaming up
After a lack of urgency, a huge response comes when it's too late.
Don't feel sorry for yourself
Stop pitying yourself.
Because you made your life a living hell
They put themselves in this position of addiction and suffering.
I won't tell you how to fucking live
The singer won't lecture the person about how to live their life.
I think you're fucked but it's all I can give
The singer believes the person is beyond help, but the singer can only give their thoughts.
I know it ain't much but I'm not a fucking crutch
The singer can't be the person's emotional support because it could worsen their situation.
Ain't nothing more I can say
There's no more the artist can do or say.
Another cliché lie
More lies following a familiar pattern.
Another reason for getting high
Another excuse for using drugs.
Now you're dead!
The person has ultimately passed away from their addiction.
Contributed by Owen T. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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'You shall not dream of living free while our heavy hand is your democracy' best part
rancidwade
all hailing from Eugene oregon! i knew something other than hippies lived there (once)
The Game Punk
All hailing from Virginia
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While our leaders count their take and the papers shake their fingers screaming: [Chorus] 1,2,3,6,8,10 thousand civilians in Iraq and forty thousand fathers never coming back To their children, hungry, up all night, waiting for signs of the morning light to come And many more in Afghanistan where the stars and stripes is the new Taliban You shall not dream of living free while our heavy hand is your democracy
rancidwade
they are O.R. transplants moved to NY. i guess to c-squat like other crackrock steadyzz. blah