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They Broke Him Down
Toh Kay Lyrics


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Did I mention he was dreaming
When the devil came to town?
I was awoken by the screaming
But nobody heard a sound
And the lies we tell at breakfast
Won't match the lies we share for lunch
And the lies we serve for dinner
They're the tallest of the bunch, yeah
Did I mention he was cold
When he finally lost control of the ghost?
And the epilogue I dreaded
Now seems likely to console
And I'm still not understanding
The things he did before he left
And the one thing that will haunt me
Is right before his final breath
What he said
Oh, they broke me down
Yeah they broke me down
So I can't be your saint, you see
Cause I won't be hanging around
And they broke him down
Yeah they broke him down
So I stood there and I held my breath
Cause I knew that it wouldn't be long
Till they broke me down
And no one holds a grudge, dear, like I do
I see it through
And you may not remember
It was nothing much at the time
But I kept it bottled inside
Oh, and we all know how that goes
I've given up on letting go
So here we are
With nothing left, dear
And now you've left here
And I was last to know
Holy smoke
Some say he'd given up the ghost
But he wouldn't do that
I think he's hiding in the background
Of his favorite photographs
And he's living as a beggar
Or maybe a millionaire
But the one thing that I'm sure of
Is he found some comfort there
And that's fair
Because they broke him down
Oh, they broke him down
So he can't be my saint no more
He won't be hanging around
Oh no
And they broke him down
Yeah, they broke him down
He said I can't be your saint no more
Cause I won't be hanging around
And they broke him down
Yeah, the broke him down
So I stood there and I held my breath
Because I knew that it wouldn't be long
Before they broke me down

Overall Meaning

The song "They Broke Him Down" by Toh Kay explores complex themes such as loss, grief, and the search for meaning in life. The opening lines suggest that the singer is dreaming when the devil came to town, setting a somber and eerie tone. The next lines describe the aftermath of some tragedy that happened, with the singer being awoken by screaming that nobody heard. The lies that are shared throughout the day suggest that the singer is struggling with some difficult truths but can't find a way to articulate them.


The second verse describes the singer's difficulty in understanding the actions of the person who left, and the haunting memory of their last words. The chorus, "they broke me down," suggests that both the singer and the person who left have suffered some kind of breakdown or loss. The singer seems to hold a grudge and has trouble letting go, as suggested in the lines "I've given up on letting go" and "here we are with nothing left, dear."


The final verse suggests that the person who left is still present in some way, whether as a beggar or a millionaire, but has found some kind of comfort. The repetition of the chorus emphasizes the idea that both the singer and the person who left have been broken down and can't be saints anymore. The song's melancholic melody and introspective lyrics convey a sense of pain and sadness but also suggest that there might be some hope for healing and growth.


Line by Line Meaning

Did I mention he was dreaming
The person being referred to was in a state of dreaming.


When the devil came to town?
During the person's dream, it seems that the devil appeared.


I was awoken by the screaming
Awakened by the sound coming from the person's anguish.


But nobody heard a sound
Despite the crying, there was no response or help from anyone.


And the lies we tell at breakfast
The things we say to each other are often lies we use to hide the truth from ourselves.


Won't match the lies we share for lunch
The lies we tell in the morning will not match the lies we tell later on.


And the lies we serve for dinner
The lies we tell in the evening are the biggest lies of all.


They're the tallest of the bunch, yeah
Out of all the lies, these are the most prominent.


Did I mention he was cold
The person was feeling cold, whether literally or metaphorically.


When he finally lost control of the ghost?
When the person couldn't control their own demons anymore.


And the epilogue I dreaded
The ending that was anticipated and feared by the storyteller.


Now seems likely to console
The ending brings a sense of closure or peace.


And I'm still not understanding
The storyteller is unable to comprehend what happened.


The things he did before he left
The actions taken by the person before they left this world.


And the one thing that will haunt me
One particular thing that will stick with the storyteller forever.


Is right before his final breath
Something that was said or done just before the person passed away.


What he said
Revealing what was said by the person before they passed away.


Oh, they broke me down
The person was mentally or emotionally broken by someone or something.


Yeah they broke me down
The breaking down was severe and impactful for the person.


So I can't be your saint, you see
The storyteller is not capable of saving others, as they are still dealing with their own issues and pain.


Cause I won't be hanging around
The storyteller won't be staying in one place for too long, as they are always moving forward.


So I stood there and I held my breath
The storyteller was waiting for something to happen, but held their breath in trepidation.


And no one holds a grudge, dear, like I do
The storyteller holds onto past grievances and hurts more than most people do.


I see it through
The storyteller is determined to see things through to the end, even if it takes a long time.


And you may not remember
The other person involved might have forgotten or dismissed the event, but the storyteller has not.


It was nothing much at the time
What happened didn't seem significant or important at first.


But I kept it bottled inside
The storyteller kept their hurt and pain from the event locked inside of them.


Oh, and we all know how that goes
Most people know how difficult it can be to keep things bottled up inside.


I've given up on letting go
The storyteller has stopped trying to release their feelings about the situation.


So here we are
The storyteller is acknowledging the present moment and situation.


With nothing left, dear
There is no more hope or possibility left to explore.


And now you've left here
The person who the storyteller is speaking to is no longer with them.


And I was last to know
The storyteller found out about the person's departure later than everyone else.


Some say he'd given up the ghost
Some people believe that the person has passed on from this life.


But he wouldn't do that
In the storyteller's opinion, the person would not have given up or ended their life willingly.


I think he's hiding in the background
The storyteller believes that the person is still present or watching from a distance, but not revealing themselves.


Of his favorite photographs
The person is observing or hiding within images that meant something to them.


And he's living as a beggar
The person is living a lowly, difficult life.


Or maybe a millionaire
Alternatively, they could be living a life of wealth and luxury, but keeping it hidden.


But the one thing that I'm sure of
Despite the mystery surrounding the person's current state, the storyteller is certain of one thing.


Is he found some comfort there
The person may have found some peace or contentment in their current situation.


And that's fair
The storyteller is accepting and understanding of the person's decisions and chosen path.


Before they broke me down
The storyteller is anticipating experiencing the same kind of breaking down that the person did.


Before they broke me down
The storyteller believes that it is only a matter of time before they experience the same kind of pain.




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Aymo da Slacker

Did I mention he was dreaming
When the Devil came to town
I was awoken by the screaming
But nobody heard a sound
And the lies we tell at breakfast
Won’t match the lies we share for lunch
And the lies we serve for dinner, they’re the tallest of the bunch, yeah

Did I mention he was cold
When he finally lost control, of the ghost
And the epilogue I dreaded
Now seems likely to console
And I’m still not understanding
The things he did before he left
But the one thing that will haunt me
Is right before his final breath, when he said...

“Oh they broke me down
Yeah they broke me down
So I can’t be your saint you see
‘Cause I won’t be hangin ‘round”
And they broke him down
Yeah they broke him down
So I stood there and I held my breath
‘Cause I knew that it wouldn’t be long till they broke me down

And no one holds a grudge dear like I do
I see it through
And you may not remember
It was nothing much at the time, but I kept it bottled inside

Oh, and we all know how that goes
I’ve given up on letting go
So here we are
With nothing left dear
And now you’ve left here
And I was last to know

Holy smokes
Some say he’d given up the ghost but he wouldn’t do that
I think he’s hiding in the background
Of his favorite photographs
And he’s living as a beggar
Or maybe a millionaire
But the one thing that I’m sure of
Is he felt some comfort there
That’s fair, because they broke him down

Oh they broke him down
So he can’t be my saint no more
He won’t be hanging around
Oh no....

And they broke him down, yeah they broke him down
He said, “I can’t be your saint no more, ‘cause I won’t be hanging around”
And they broke him down
Yeah they broke him down
So I stood there and I held my breath
‘Cause I knew that it wouldn’t be long before they broke me down



All comments from YouTube:

Sam Wenzel

My friend just overdosed after a decade long fight against heroin. The last band he recommended to me was Toh Kay. He was such a kind soul and that was represented in the music he loved. I hope he finds the peace he had yearned for. Man, I wish you didn't relapse.

billymayes09

Stay strong friend. I've been there myself

Aymo da Slacker

Did I mention he was dreaming
When the Devil came to town
I was awoken by the screaming
But nobody heard a sound
And the lies we tell at breakfast
Won’t match the lies we share for lunch
And the lies we serve for dinner, they’re the tallest of the bunch, yeah

Did I mention he was cold
When he finally lost control, of the ghost
And the epilogue I dreaded
Now seems likely to console
And I’m still not understanding
The things he did before he left
But the one thing that will haunt me
Is right before his final breath, when he said...

“Oh they broke me down
Yeah they broke me down
So I can’t be your saint you see
‘Cause I won’t be hangin ‘round”
And they broke him down
Yeah they broke him down
So I stood there and I held my breath
‘Cause I knew that it wouldn’t be long till they broke me down

And no one holds a grudge dear like I do
I see it through
And you may not remember
It was nothing much at the time, but I kept it bottled inside

Oh, and we all know how that goes
I’ve given up on letting go
So here we are
With nothing left dear
And now you’ve left here
And I was last to know

Holy smokes
Some say he’d given up the ghost but he wouldn’t do that
I think he’s hiding in the background
Of his favorite photographs
And he’s living as a beggar
Or maybe a millionaire
But the one thing that I’m sure of
Is he felt some comfort there
That’s fair, because they broke him down

Oh they broke him down
So he can’t be my saint no more
He won’t be hanging around
Oh no....

And they broke him down, yeah they broke him down
He said, “I can’t be your saint no more, ‘cause I won’t be hanging around”
And they broke him down
Yeah they broke him down
So I stood there and I held my breath
‘Cause I knew that it wouldn’t be long before they broke me down

Mac Crowley

i had no idea that Tomas did an acoustic version of The Hands That Thieve album.... excuse me while i binge on this all day. 

Lucas Wit Dalidov

It’s actually what started the dispute between them and victory records. Which resulted in them breaking their contract n got them sued for $5mil

Thomas H

@Casbah 207 never too late for someone that comes even later

Casbah 207

actually all his songs start as acoustic and he converts them to Ska-Punk (yes, i know im responding to a 6 year old comment)

Jake Grajewski

Dear god, I always love the more emotional or emotionally difficult songs written by Streetlight manifesto, but damn does Toh Kay really nail all they are trying to convey with this song.

BuddhaKye

Pretty much, Tomas writes the structure and chords and lyrics of the song on his guitar and the rest of the band is so talented on their horns that they can fill the rest with horn riffs.

Esciven Cain

and wrote a lot of their songs

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