Most of the band's albums, starting with their 2006 debut album Act I: The Lake South, the River North, are concept albums and a part of a common storyline, planned to conclude with a sixth album. The most recent addition is 2016's Act V: Hymns with the Devil in Confessional. Additionally, they have released albums unrelated to the Acts; The Color Spectrum in 2011, Migrant in 2013, and the EP All Is As All Should Be in 2017.
The band began as a side project of Casey Crescenzo when he was a full-time member of The Receiving End of Sirens. The Dear Hunter was originally intended as a vehicle for music Crescenzo had written that didn't fit with the sound of The Receiving End of Sirens. In the winter of 2005 Casey recorded the Dear Ms. Leading demos. He created 10 copies on burned CDs that were circulated amongst his friends and posted online for download. While elements and characters featured on the demos would reappear on the subsequent Acts, Crescenzo has confirmed that there was a transformation in how he represented these themes and persons; while the story had its origins in his personal life, the Acts removed most autobiographical elements in favor of fiction.
Evicted
The Dear Hunter Lyrics
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From a soul constricted
By the flameless fire
Can we all just go cold?
If you need a little cash you sell yourself
To everything
A dollar in exchange for failing hearts
Oh, how I surely know that frame of mind
Sleeping softly curbside
Comfortably abroad on a stolen ticket
None of this will last
All of this will pass
When bed sheets are broken glass
I know your hearts will skip a beat in empathy.
If you need a little cash you sell yourself
To everything
A dollar in exchange for failing hearts
So loudly say.
Oh, how I surely know that frame of mind
Sleeping softly curbside
Comfortably abroad on a stolen ticket
None of this will last
All of this will pass
When bed sheets are broken glass
I know your hearts will skip a beat in empathy.
It's just that easy pick yourself up and go give the world a great big smile
Hey, hey, kid, hey, kid, get a job
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, kid, get a job
Wash that mouth out, ditch those morals, sleep your way right to, right to the top
Hey, hey, kid, hey, kid get a job
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, kid, get a job.
The Dear Hunter’s song “Evicted” speaks to the pressures of society and the American Dream. The singer suffers from a soul that is constrained by a “flameless fire,” and has been “evicted” from it. This metaphor suggests that the person has lost their motivation, drive, and passion – they may have been “evicted” from their own body and mind.
The lyrics suggest a sense of hopelessness and despair that many people experience. Life seems to be a constant struggle, filled with difficulties and roadblocks. The singer feels as though selling oneself for money is the only way to survive. The repetition of the line “if you need a little cash you sell yourself” provides a sense of desperation and despair.
The final part of the song oozes with irony as the singer offers a solution to the listener's problems: “pick yourself up and go give the world a great big smile…get a job…wash that mouth out, ditch those morals, sleep your way right to, right to the top…” The singer offers the very things that had seemed to be crushing them underfoot: capitalist ambition and lack of principles.
Overall, “Evicted” is a commentary on the pressure to succeed in the United States and the doubt that this process can create. The singer has succumbed to the harsh reality of capitalist America and lost touch with their inner self.
Line by Line Meaning
I have been evicted
I have been thrown out of my soul, oppressed and confined
From a soul constricted
From a narrow, cramped and suffocating place
By the flameless fire
By the passionless and unfulfilling state of things
Can we all just go cold?
Can we all just become numb and indifferent?
If you need a little cash you sell yourself
If you need money, you compromise your principles and degrade yourself
To everything
To anyone and anything that promises payment
A dollar in exchange for failing hearts
Money in exchange for emotional ruin and failure
So loudly say.
How loudly it declares its damage loudly and clearly
Oh, how I surely know that frame of mind
Oh, I surely know that state of mind
Sleeping softly curbside
Sleeping peacefully on the pavement
Comfortably abroad on a stolen ticket
Comfortably in a foreign land on a fraudulent ticket
None of this will last
This won't last forever
All of this will pass
Everything will come to an end
When bed sheets are broken glass
When even the things you touch break like glass
I know your hearts will skip a beat in empathy.
I know you will feel my pain and suffering
It's just that easy pick yourself up and go give the world a great big smile
It's simple, just pretend to be happy and everything will be fine
Hey, hey, kid, hey, kid, get a job
Hey, young person, find a job
Wash that mouth out, ditch those morals, sleep your way right to, right to the top
Get rid of your principles, do whatever it takes to succeed, even if it means sacrificing your values
Hey, hey, kid, hey, kid get a job
Hey, young person, find a job
Contributed by Taylor D. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@sleepyghostgirl
I have been evicted
From a soul constricted
By the flameless fire
Can we all just go cold?
If you need a little cash you sell yourself
To everything
A dollar in exchange for failing hearts
So loudly say
Oh, how I surely know that frame of mind
Sleeping softly curbside
Comfortably abroad on a stolen ticket
None of this will last
All of this will pass
When bed sheets are broken glass
I know your hearts will skip a beat in empathy
If you need a little cash you sell yourself
To everything
A dollar in exchange for failing hearts
So loudly say
Oh, how I surely know that frame of mind
Sleeping softly curbside
Comfortably abroad on a stolen ticket
None of this will last
All of this will pass
When bed sheets are broken glass
I know your hearts will skip a beat in empathy
It's just that easy pick yourself up and go give the world a great big smile
Hey, hey, kid, hey, kid, get a job
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, kid, get a job
Wash your mouth out, ditch those morals, sleep your way right to, right to the top
Hey, hey, kid, hey, kid get a job
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, kid, get a job
@SmokingFishStudio
I just got into this band on a whim about a week ago and this is my so far favorite. Haven't given it a high listen but this is gold. I was totally shocked at only 5k views, I literally expected these guys to be one of those million view kind of acts by now. Guess I'm just so hipster.
@danielcorcoran1441
Me too. They literally deserve it.
@popcorny8931
Are you still one?
@thatonethief
It is so weird that Coheed and Cambria and The Dear Hunter have come together to tour. I have listened to these guys for so long and Coheed for so long. Both amazing bands! I am seeing them in Missouri, my home state! A dream come true haha! Smiling Swine is my favorite song though :P
@June99th
I'm a sucker for odd time signatures
@moosh3353
It's only 5/4, not that uncommon. It does make a really neat sound though
@guyfughgtuik
Definitely one of my favorite bands now :)
@zmznzbzvzmznzb
how many changes can one tune afford. apparenently, this many. Well done boys!
@sleepyghostgirl
I have been evicted
From a soul constricted
By the flameless fire
Can we all just go cold?
If you need a little cash you sell yourself
To everything
A dollar in exchange for failing hearts
So loudly say
Oh, how I surely know that frame of mind
Sleeping softly curbside
Comfortably abroad on a stolen ticket
None of this will last
All of this will pass
When bed sheets are broken glass
I know your hearts will skip a beat in empathy
If you need a little cash you sell yourself
To everything
A dollar in exchange for failing hearts
So loudly say
Oh, how I surely know that frame of mind
Sleeping softly curbside
Comfortably abroad on a stolen ticket
None of this will last
All of this will pass
When bed sheets are broken glass
I know your hearts will skip a beat in empathy
It's just that easy pick yourself up and go give the world a great big smile
Hey, hey, kid, hey, kid, get a job
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, kid, get a job
Wash your mouth out, ditch those morals, sleep your way right to, right to the top
Hey, hey, kid, hey, kid get a job
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, kid, get a job
@WeerdScienceTV
So awesome....