There's No Place Like a Stranger's Floor
The Lawrence Arms Lyrics


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Teeth ripped out of gums hit sparkling gray squares of concrete. Screams in technicolor pain. Doubled over spitting blood. The freezing rain. Never felt so good to wake up in some town on some floor to some sound. Voices rattle through my veins. You're slowly imploding, your worlds are corroding. Please let it work itself out. We've got time to melt. You haven't said a single thing. A six month recurring dream. Oil stains glisten in the light. Fluorescent yellow blue and red. It's not worth talking when everything goes left unsaid. The freezing rain slants down in icy sheets on some street where someone is cursing what they've done. And walking quickly toward the train, cold and dejected in a brightly lit steel frame. Your eyes are a cloudy morning. My lips are this sealed letter. Ineptly yours. Sincerely sorry. It's something you feel in the sole out of your shoe on a loud city bus on some aching afternoon.




Overall Meaning

The Lawrence Arms's song There's No Place Like a Stranger's Floor might come across as a drunken and disoriented account of waking up on someone's floor after a night of partying. However, it is a powerful representation of the emotional tumult and disconnection that we feel in life. The opening lines, "Teeth ripped out of gums hit sparkling gray squares of concrete" speaks to the painful and jarring experiences we go through. The screaming in "technicolor pain" conveys the intensity of these experiences, which drive us to double over and spit blood. Nevertheless, there is something curiously life-affirming about it all. Maybe, it's the realization that we are alive and experiencing the full spectrum of emotions.


The second verse of the song talks about the feeling of being stuck in a recurring dream where you are desperately trying to say something, but no one can hear you. It is a metaphor for the failure of communication and connection that we often experience with others. The chorus, "Your worlds are corroding. Please let it work itself out. We've got time to melt" speaks to the need for a resolution, but also acknowledges that these things take time. The third verse brings in the imagery of city life, with oil stains glistening on the pavement and fluorescent lights glaring in the darkness. The line, "It's not worth talking when everything goes left unsaid" highlights the futility of trying to communicate with someone who refuses to hear you. The final lines of the song are both poignant and melancholic. "Your eyes are a cloudy morning. My lips are this sealed letter. Ineptly yours. Sincerely sorry" captures the sense of sadness and regret that we feel when we can't connect with someone, even when we desperately want to.


Line by Line Meaning

Teeth ripped out of gums hit sparkling gray squares of concrete.
Experiencing intense pain and aggression, with a loss of control, that it feels like your teeth are being ripped out and hitting the concrete.


Screams in technicolor pain. Doubled over spitting blood.
Experiencing so much pain that you scream uncontrollably and spit blood, with vivid and intense color that represents the severity of the situation.


The freezing rain. Never felt so good to wake up in some town on some floor to some sound.
Despite being uncomfortable and cold from the freezing rain, waking up on a stranger's floor in an unfamiliar town feels strangely relieving and refreshing.


Voices rattle through my veins.
Feeling intense emotions and anxiety to the point where it feels like your whole body is vibrating with the sound of voices running through your veins.


You're slowly imploding, your worlds are corroding. Please let it work itself out. We've got time to melt.
Your life is slowly falling apart, crumbling around you, but it's important to stay calm and let things work themselves out. There's time to recover and come back stronger.


You haven't said a single thing. A six month recurring dream.
Being stuck in a situation where you can't express yourself or make any progress, feeling like you're trapped in a repeating nightmare that goes on for months.


Oil stains glisten in the light. Fluorescent yellow blue and red.
The colorful and vibrant display of oil stains on the ground, reflecting the light and representing the chaos and beauty in everyday life.


It's not worth talking when everything goes left unsaid.
Sometimes it's better to just let things be, even if there are things left unsaid, because it's not worth trying to force a conversation that won't accomplish anything.


The freezing rain slants down in icy sheets on some street where someone is cursing what they've done.
The cold rain falls heavily on a street where someone is filled with regret and cursing their past decisions.


And walking quickly toward the train, cold and dejected in a brightly lit steel frame.
Feeling down and defeated, yet still pressing on with a sense of determination, walking towards a train that will take you to a new destination.


Your eyes are a cloudy morning. My lips are this sealed letter.
The singer has a foggy and unclear perception of the other person, while they themselves feel unable to communicate their thoughts or feelings in a meaningful way.


Ineptly yours. Sincerely sorry.
Feeling regretful and apologizing, though unable to express themselves eloquently or effectively.


It's something you feel in the sole out of your shoe on a loud city bus on some aching afternoon.
A sensation of deep discomfort and restlessness that arises in random moments, when you're stuck in a mundane situation and your mind is overwhelmed with thoughts and feelings.




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