Loyalty
Tilt Lyrics


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Dismal little pad so small I'm almost standing outside
Back to the workplace I go
Murder eight hours a day, no, make it nine
Dressing my face an open wound
On the day after day later lousy mood
I haul it off but it fall in my lap today
Tied to each thought I got a little lead balloon
You're accused
But I'm the crime

Oh it got worse
From worse to bad
Unintentional flame won't go away
Pitching in the black
Oh it got worse
IT got bad from worse to bad




Unintentional flame won't go away
Pitching in the black

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Tilt's song, "Loyalty," appear to describe a sense of frustration and exhaustion with the monotony of a daily routine. The singer describes their dwelling as "dismal" and "small," suggesting a lack of fulfillment or personal space. They then express a feeling of being trapped in a cycle of work, spending "eight hours" or more "murdering." This description of work as a kind of violence or drudgery reinforces the sense of frustration and alienation the singer feels.


Throughout the song, there are references to a "lead balloon" and an "unintentional flame," both of which could be interpreted as metaphors for something heavy and burdensome that cannot be easily extinguished. These images suggest a desire for release from the pressure and stress of daily life but at the same time a feeling of being stuck or weighed down by it. A sense of guilt or responsibility is also implied through lines such as "You're accused, but I'm the crime," indicating a feeling of being unfairly blamed or scapegoated.


Overall, "Loyalty" conveys a sense of disillusionment with both personal circumstances and society as a whole. The themes of alienation, fatigue, and stifled creativity are common in punk music, and Tilt's lyrics capture these feelings in a relatable and vivid way.


Line by Line Meaning

Dismal little pad so small I'm almost standing outside
My living situation is depressing and cramped, I feel like I don't even have enough space to be indoors.


Back to the workplace I go
I have to return to work, even though it's not where I want to be.


Murder eight hours a day, no, make it nine
Working is so exhausting that it feels like I'm wasting away substantial portions of my life and it's making me miserable.


Dressing my face an open wound
Even though I try to put on a brave face, I'm still hurting inside and it shows.


On the day after day later lousy mood
I'm consistently unhappy and it's taking a toll on me mentally.


I haul it off but it fall in my lap today
I try my best to stay positive, but sometimes bad things happen anyway and I can't control them.


Tied to each thought I got a little lead balloon
Each thought is dragging me down, making it difficult to handle anything else going on in my life.


You're accused
Someone is pointing the finger at me, making me feel like I'm to blame for something.


But I'm the crime
I know deep down that I made a mistake and I'm guilty of something, even if no one else realizes it.


Oh it got worse
Things have taken a turn for the worse and I feel like I can't catch a break.


From worse to bad
The situation has escalated and it's now even more unbearable than before.


Unintentional flame won't go away
The issue at hand is beyond my control and no matter how hard I try, it won't disappear.


Pitching in the black
I feel like I'm sinking deeper and deeper into a dark place and I can't seem to find a way out.




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