The Sinking Feeling
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All my books lay on the table
Waitin' to unfold
I sit and stare at my reflection
While the darkness chills my bones

My head fills like a junk shop
In desperate need of repair
The path of least resistance leads to the
Garbage heap of despair
I think I'd better get back in bed

I'm just a symptom of the moral decay
That's gnawing at the heart of the country [Repeat: x2]

You can't destroy your problems
By destroying yourself
Death is not the answer
For your soul may burn in hell

My memory my fond deceiver
Is turning all my past into pain
While I'm being raped by progress
Tomorrow's world is here to stay
They wouldn't have it any other way





I'm just a symptom of the moral decay
That's gnawing at the heart of the country. [Repeat until fade]

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of “The Sinking Feeling” are indicative of the atmosphere of the song. The singer feels trapped and inactive, exemplified by the stillness of the stacked up books. The reflection in the darkness serves as a metaphor for the introspection and self-reflection that comes with feeling stuck. The singer is struggling to make sense of the world around them, and their thoughts and emotions are scattered like random objects in a junk shop. The path of least resistance is to succumb to despair and hopelessness, but the singer recognizes this as a dead end. It feels like the only escape is to retreat back into bed.


The lyrics take a turn towards a more political statement with the line “I’m just a symptom of moral decay”. The singer perceives the problems they are experiencing on a personal level as being mirrored on a larger societal level. The gnawing decay is affecting the entire country, and the only escape is death. The singer is critical of this mentality, arguing that it does not provide any meaningful solution. The song touches on themes of despair and weariness, but ultimately offers a message of hope, claiming that we must not give up and instead continue to build a better world.


Line by Line Meaning

All my books lay on the table
My books are sitting unopened and untouched on the table


Waitin' to unfold
They are waiting for me to open them and discover their contents


I sit and stare at my reflection
I'm looking at myself in the mirror


While the darkness chills my bones
It's dark and cold, and I feel scared


My head fills like a junk shop
My mind is full of random thoughts and ideas, like a cluttered shop


In desperate need of repair
My mind is in a state of disarray and needs to be fixed


The path of least resistance leads to the
Choosing the easiest option will lead me to


Garbage heap of despair
A depressing and sad place


I think I'd better get back in bed
I'd rather stay in bed and avoid the world


I'm just a symptom of the moral decay
I'm an example of the declining moral standards


That's gnawing at the heart of the country
This problem is at the core of the nation's identity


You can't destroy your problems
Trying to end your problems by


By destroying yourself
ending your own life isn't the solution


Death is not the answer
Dying won't solve anything


For your soul may burn in hell
There may be consequences beyond death


My memory my fond deceiver
My memories lie to me and make me feel worse


Is turning all my past into pain
My memories are painful and make me suffer


While I'm being raped by progress
My life is being taken over by changes I can't control


Tomorrow's world is here to stay
The future is happening now and can't be reversed


They wouldn't have it any other way
The powers that be want this to happen, no matter the cost




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: MATT JOHNSON

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