Ride
Switchblade Symphony Lyrics


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I won't live forever
where will I go
will I miss the war
will I miss the snow
I love the way the water comes down
like acid rain
for when I'm gone they'll carry on
but in your head you're all dead
your brain's cold from what's been told
and there you sit begging change
don't you get it
you're still in their shooting range
this is life not a game
and it's getting real old
your body is hungry
for your soul's been sold
now you're trapped deep inside my kind of ride 69 stories
down down better better run and hide ride
I won't live forever
where will I go
will I miss the war
will I miss the snow
I love the way the water comes down
like acid rain
for when I'm gone they'll carry on




for when I'm gone they'll carry on
where will I go

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Ride" by Switchblade Symphony delve into the existential questions of mortality and the purpose of life. The first lines, "I won't live forever, where will I go," set the tone for the rest of the song. The singer ponders whether they will miss the experiences of life, like war and snow, but ultimately acknowledges the beauty of nature, even comparing the falling water to acid rain.


The song then takes a darker turn as the singer reflects on the emptiness of those around them. The lyric "in your head you're all dead, your brain's cold from what's been told" suggests that those around the singer are living life like zombies, without any individuality or true emotion. The singer implores them to wake up from their numbness, to understand that life is not a game and that they are not safe from harm. The final lines of the song leave the listener with a sense of foreboding and mystery, as the singer poses the question "where will I go?" with no clear answer.


Overall, the lyrics of "Ride" mix beauty and darkness, posing important questions about life and its fleeting nature, and urging the listener to live fully and with purpose.


Line by Line Meaning

I won't live forever
I am aware of my mortality and that one day I will cease to exist.


where will I go
After I die, I am uncertain and curious about what happens to my soul or consciousness.


will I miss the war
I wonder if I will regret not experiencing the adrenaline rush of being in a battle or war zone.


will I miss the snow
I question whether I will miss the beauty and peacefulness of snowfall after I pass away.


I love the way the water comes down like acid rain
I find beauty in the destructive force of nature, like acid rain, and the way it falls like a mesmerizing dance.


for when I'm gone they'll carry on
I acknowledge that life will continue after my death, and others will carry on living without me.


but in your head you're all dead
You may still be alive physically, but mentally or emotionally you are dead and disconnected from life.


your brain's cold from what's been told
Your mind has been numbed and desensitized from hearing or seeing too much negativity, violence or trauma.


and there you sit begging change
You are stuck in a rut and unable to make substantial progress in your life, resorting to asking for monetary help from strangers.


don't you get it, you're still in their shooting range
Despite your best efforts to avoid danger or harm, you are still vulnerable and exposed to threats from others.


this is life not a game and it's getting real old
I see life as a serious and ongoing struggle, not a temporary amusement, and I am becoming tired of the constant challenges and obstacles.


your body is hungry for your soul's been sold
You may have satisfied your physical appetite or desires, but your spiritual or moral integrity has been compromised or sold out.


now you're trapped deep inside my kind of ride 69 stories down down better better run and hide ride
You have entered my realm of darkness and despair, and there's no easy way out or escape from the dangerous path you've taken.


I won't live forever
I repeat my realization that my life is finite and I will eventually die.


where will I go
I repeat my curiosity and uncertainty about what happens after death.


will I miss the war
I repeat my fascination and regret at not experiencing the thrill and danger of a battle or war zone.


will I miss the snow
I repeat my contemplation and nostalgia for the peaceful beauty of snowfall after death.


I love the way the water comes down like acid rain
I again express my appreciation and awe for the dangerous yet captivating nature of acid rain and its mesmerizing pattern of falling.


for when I'm gone they'll carry on
I repeat my acknowledgement that life will continue after my death, and others will continue on without me.


for when I'm gone they'll carry on
I repeat my acknowledgement that life will continue after my death, and others will carry on without me.


where will I go
I end with my final question and contemplation about the unknown afterlife.




Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: MENTOR R. WILLIAMS, CHARLES WILLIAM JR. HIGGINS

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