This Is How We Kiss
Throw Me The Statue Lyrics


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Dumb kid, she gave me what for
Taking aim at my holy softcore
Heavy breathing at the naughty high school
Those jeans filled my day with asshole

Bee stings, littered wisdoms
Unleash the be-together dangerous freedom
I searched the party for the almost healers
Tan lines from my dirty feelings

This is how we kiss
This is how we kiss

Last call, little robin
Cinder knockers you shut up all season
I need the finger of the perfect lover
I'll never ask another

Little chance, Eddie Haskel
Tell again how you were born a rascal
To swing my colors at the charity chapel
I lost the keys to the friendship castle





This is how we missed
This is how we missed

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Throw Me The Statue's song "This Is How We Kiss" seem to describe a nostalgic reminiscence of youthful recklessness and rebellion. The opening lines seem to speak of a romantic encounter with a "dumb kid" – someone who perhaps wasn't the most intelligent, but who nevertheless challenged the singer's worldview with their "holy softcore" (perhaps some sort of religious or moral fervor). The singer describes feeling aroused by the "heavy breathing" of their lover, but also acknowledges that their own thoughts and feelings towards this person were somewhat immature at the time. The mention of "naughty high school" and "jeans filled my day with asshole" give a sense of teenage awkwardness and insecurity.


As the song progresses, the lyrics become more abstract and poetic. The lines "Bee stings, littered wisdoms / Unleash the be-together dangerous freedom" suggest a merging of two opposing forces – the sweetness of honey (represented by bees) and the danger of wild abandon. The singer searches for "almost healers" – perhaps people who could help them make sense of their conflicting desires and emotions. They also describe "tan lines from my dirty feelings" – implying a sense of shame or taboo around their sexuality.


The chorus, with its repeated refrain of "This is how we kiss", seems to capture the essence of the song – a celebration of youthful passion and impulsivity, but also an acknowledgement that such experiences are fleeting and cannot be recaptured. The final lines of the song ("This is how we missed / This is how we missed") suggest a sense of regret or loss – the singer recognizing that their youth is behind them and that they can never go back to those moments of pure abandon.


Overall, "This Is How We Kiss" is a beautifully evocative song that captures the essence of youthful romance and rebellion. The lyrics are dense and poetic, full of metaphors and allusions that hint at deeper truths beneath the surface.


Line by Line Meaning

Dumb kid, she gave me what for
I was naive and she scolded me for something trivial


Taking aim at my holy softcore
She criticized the things that I held dear and private


Heavy breathing at the naughty high school
Encounters filled with passionate emotions in the youthful years


Those jeans filled my day with asshole
Jeans that I wore with pride but others ridiculed and hurt me for it


Bee stings, littered wisdoms
Life's painful moments teach us valuable lessons


Unleash the be-together dangerous freedom
Embrace the risky freedom of bonding with others


I searched the party for the almost healers
I looked for people who could almost fix what was wrong with me


Tan lines from my dirty feelings
Remnants of physical memories that I'm not entirely proud of


This is how we kiss
This is how we show affection


Last call, little robin
The end of the party, perhaps signaling a new beginning


Cinder knockers you shut up all season
Cruel people who silenced and oppressed me


I need the finger of the perfect lover
I crave the touch of someone who is ideal for me


I'll never ask another
I won't settle for anyone else


Little chance, Eddie Haskel
Slim probability, like the character from Leave It to Beaver


Tell again how you were born a rascal
Remind me of how you're mischievous or wild


To swing my colors at the charity chapel
To express myself freely at a charitable or kind place


I lost the keys to the friendship castle
I ruined what I previously had with close friends


This is how we missed
This is how we failed to connect




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