Eighteen Inches
The Lawrence Arms Lyrics


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Face down on the ground. stormclouds lie in white snowpiles all around. I don't know if I can make it throughone more winter in this town. voted worst in show the last two years. I got a refill on my tears-another bottle of foam yellowed clear. the old man twitching on the train reminds us of mortalitly, the snow everywhre reminds us of the rain. and my burned and brittle skin, cracked and blistered in the wind is testament to repetition as the impossible happens again. q: so, what's your new years revolution? a: take off those ten unsightly pounds. the snow is piling higher and your face is growing closer to the ground. raising your glass at the office party or photocopying your secretary's ass is no less pathetic than our self righteously self important tasks of barfing rhetoric on shiny table tops as our collars and turtlenecks choke us right there in the coffee shops. winter will not wait for you. ironically, your worst dream has come true: pontification means nothing when I woke up and looked around, I foun that my dreams had melted into dirty puddles on the ground




Overall Meaning

The Lawrence Arms's song Eighteen Inches is a poignant reflection on the difficulties of enduring winters in a run-down town. The singer is feeling hopeless and defeated, lying face down on the ground as the storm clouds gather overhead. They express a sense of doubt, wondering if they can handle yet another winter in this desolate place, voted "worst in show" two years running. They describe the emptiness they feel, having to resort to another bottle of cheap liquor just to cope with the loneliness and despair. The scene is set with vivid imagery, such as the old man twitching on the train, the snow reminding them of the rain, and their own burned and blistered skin, a testament to the repetitive cycles of life.


The song takes a turn as the singer begins to question the meaning and purpose of their own actions, as well as those of the people around them. They point out the futility of making New Year's resolutions, such as losing weight, when the world feels like it is collapsing around them. They compare the meaningless actions of office parties and photocopying to their own self-righteousness, spouting empty words at the coffee shop without any real hope for change. The song ends with a sense of disillusionment, as the singer realizes their dreams have melted away into nothingness.


Line by Line Meaning

Face down on the ground.
I am feeling defeated and overwhelmed by my surroundings, which are marked by stormclouds and piles of white snow that serve as a bleak reminder of the coming winter.


I don't know if I can make it through one more winter in this town.
My current routine and surroundings are becoming unbearable, and I am unsure if I have the strength to endure another winter here.


Voted worst in show the last two years.
My town has been deemed the worst of the worst, a place that no one wants to live or visit.


I got a refill on my tears-another bottle of foam yellowed clear.
My sadness and despair are so overwhelming that I need to numb myself with alcohol just to cope.


The old man twitching on the train reminds us of mortality, the snow everywhere reminds us of the rain.
The presence of an elderly man who is suffering serves as a stark reminder of our own mortality, which is particularly poignant given that the snow outside reflects the inevitability of the coming rain.


And my burned and brittle skin, cracked and blistered in the wind is testament to repetition as the impossible happens again.
My physical appearance, which shows signs of wear and tear from years of experiencing the same cycle of winter and despair, is a testament to the toxic repetition of my life.


Q: So, what's your new year's revolution? A:Take off those ten unsightly pounds.
Even when confronted with the bleak reality of my life, I am still preoccupied with superficial concerns like losing weight.


The snow is piling higher and your face is growing closer to the ground.
The increasing snow drifts are making it even more difficult to move around and breathe in this town.


Raising your glass at the office party or photocopying your secretary's ass is no less pathetic than our self-righteously self-important tasks of barfing rhetoric on shiny tabletops as our collars and turtlenecks choke us right there in the coffee shops.
The meaningless, mundane tasks that consume our day-to-day lives are all equally pathetic, and we are suffocating under the weight of our own pretension and self-importance.


Winter will not wait for you.
The relentless march of time and the changing seasons will continue to move forward regardless of our desires or needs.


Ironically, your worst dream has come true: pontification means nothing when I woke up and looked around, I found that my dreams had melted into dirty puddles on the ground.
Despite my lofty ideals and aspirations, I have found that they are ultimately meaningless in the face of the harsh reality of my life, and all of my dreams have melted away.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ASHLEY GORLEY, JOHN LOVELACE, KELLEY LOVELACE, CARRIE UNDERWOOD

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