Used To Love
Topic & A7S Lyrics


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So this sphere it keeps on turning
Unless it's flat as a pancake burning
Fork in the road with a tasteless joke
Even Carlin wouldn't survive these times

Wake me up for I must be dreaming
All of the sheep that I'm counting are bleeding
Like a Janjaweed who's out in the lead
Every face and hands are caked with grime

Land I use to love
Have you heard of
I wish I remembered
Land why do I care
Caution and beware
Reduced to embers

Like a Janjaweed they just keep on coming
Flashing a wry smile and your summons
Devils on horseback raze the field
And exploit the cuckold man

360 turn leads to mass confusion
Just trust in the things that I read in the Onion
Comedic life is a safe haven
Steer clear from all the partisans

Land I use to love
Have you heard of
I wish I remembered
I wish I remembered
Land why do I care
Caution and beware
Reduced to embers

So called alleged termites
With ferocious bites
They just keep on coming
And I keep running

Social corrupt termites
With venomous bites
They just keep on coming
And I keep running
Keep on coming
And I keep running

Land I use to love
Have you heard of
I wish I remembered
I wish I remembered
I wish I remembered
Land why do I care
Shudder and prepare
To be reduced to embers

To be reduced to embers"

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Used To Love" by Topic & A7S paint a vivid picture of disillusionment and nostalgia, reflecting a deep-seated longing for a time or place that once held warmth and comfort. The first stanza introduces a sense of constant change and turmoil, using the metaphor of a "sphere" to signify the relentless nature of life and the world. There is an implication that the state of the world could very well be absurd, as suggested by the line about the flatness of a pancake. The mention of "tasteless jokes" speaks to the lack of levity in current times, resonating with the sentiment that even brilliant comedic legends like George Carlin would struggle to thrive in this chaotic environment. Furthermore, the imagery of "sheep counting" morphing into a gruesome vision of injury underscores a jarring transition from something innocuous to a scene filled with despair, signifying a societal landscape beset by strife and distress.


As the lyrics move into the chorus, thereโ€™s a palpable sense of loss and yearning for a โ€œland I used to love.โ€ This phrase effectively encapsulates the feeling of nostalgia interlaced with regret; the singer wishes they could remember the essence of what made this โ€œlandโ€ meaningful. The repetition of the desire to remember emphasizes an emotional and almost primal connection to a place that might symbolize a lost innocence or safety. Yet, the bracing question of โ€œwhy do I careโ€ introduces a troubling contradiction, suggesting that despite the pain or confusion surrounding the memories of this land, the singer still feels tethered to its existence. The imagery of being โ€œreduced to embersโ€ cleverly conveys the idea of decay and destruction, hinting at the idea that this cherished place has been ravaged, leaving only remnants of what it once was.


The second verse introduces an element of aggression and urgency through comparisons to "Janjaweed" โ€” a group known for their violent actions during conflicts, enriching the narrative by tying it to themes of exploitation and societal decay. The โ€œflashing a wry smileโ€ evokes a sense of deceptive charm that masks underlying predatory motives, showcasing how individuals or systems can exploit vulnerability, particularly referencing marital fidelity with โ€œexploit the cuckold man.โ€ This further furthers the sense of betrayal and hopelessness; the singer is surrounded by those who are deceitful and menacing in their actions. The transition to โ€œ360 turn leads to mass confusionโ€ signifies that even attempts to gain clarity are met with disarray, reinforcing the need to rely on unreliable sources for humor, such as โ€œthe Onion.โ€ This lends a sardonic touch to the commentary on the state of society, where finding comfort becomes nearly impossible.


The intense imagery in the latter part of the song introduces โ€œsocial corrupt termitesโ€ as a metaphor for the destructiveness of societal issues. The notion of running awayโ€”โ€I keep on runningโ€โ€”suggests a futile attempt to escape the overwhelming onslaught of corruption and decay. The continuous arrival of these โ€œtermitesโ€ metaphorically indicates that the forces causing fragmentation and reliance on superficial distractions are unabated. The repetition of โ€œkeep on comingโ€ emphasizes a cycle of attack and retreat, exposing the relentless nature of social decay. In its conclusion, the song circles back to the haunting sentiment of being reduced to "embers," underscoring a profound loss of hope and connection to the world that once was. The poignant juxtaposition of longing and despair interweaves throughout the song, crafting a chilling reflection on love, memory, and societyโ€™s troubled landscape.


Line by Line Meaning

So this sphere it keeps on turning
The world continues to evolve and progress regardless of individual circumstances.


Unless it's flat as a pancake burning
Unless it faces an impossible situation, likened to an unyielding structure that paradoxically can't really exist.


Fork in the road with a tasteless joke
A critical decision point where the choices presented seem empty or uninspiring.


Even Carlin wouldn't survive these times
Even a renowned comedian known for sharp wit would struggle to find humor in today's chaotic climate.


Wake me up for I must be dreaming
I need to be roused from this illusion, suggesting a desire for clarity amidst uncertainty.


All of the sheep that I'm counting are bleeding
Those around me, who are normally passive or conformist, are suffering and in distress.


Like a Janjaweed who's out in the lead
Similar to militia groups infamously known for their violence, leading the charge of chaos and turmoil.


Every face and hands are caked with grime
Everyone bears the marks of struggle and hardship, signifying a bleak reality.


Land I use to love
A nostalgic reference to a once-beloved place that has changed.


Have you heard of
An invitation to reflect on shared experiences and memories of this place.


I wish I remembered
A longing for the clarity of the good times that seem to fade from memory.


Land why do I care
Questioning the emotional investment in a place that seems to have lost its value.


Caution and beware
A warning to be vigilant and aware of the dangers present.


Reduced to embers
What was once vibrant and full of life has now crumbled to nothingness.


Like a Janjaweed they just keep on coming
Referring to relentless forces or threats that continue to advance without restraint.


Flashing a wry smile and your summons
The deceptive allure of those who call you in with disguised intentions.


Devils on horseback raze the field
Destructive entities, portrayed as riders of chaos, devastate the landscape.


And exploit the cuckold man
Taking advantage of someone who has been betrayed or marginalized.


360 turn leads to mass confusion
A total shift in perspective that results in bewilderment and uncertainty.


Just trust in the things that I read in the Onion
Looking for solace in satirical news as a way to cope with the absurdity of reality.


Comedic life is a safe haven
Finding refuge in humor as a strategy to navigate and escape harsh truths.


Steer clear from all the partisans
Avoid engaging with those overly invested in divisive or biased ideologies.


Land I use to love
Repeating the sentiment of longing for a cherished place that has changed.


Have you heard of
Continuing the conversation about shared memories of this deteriorated land.


I wish I remembered
Reiterating the desire to recall the positive past associated with this land.


I wish I remembered
Emphasizing the depth of longing for the days gone by.


Land why do I care
Still questioning the relevance of the attachment to a once-beloved place.


Shudder and prepare
A premonition of impending dread and the need to brace oneself.


To be reduced to embers
Expressing the concern that, like before, everything cherished may again be reduced to ruin.


To be reduced to embers
A repetitive caution about the fragility of what remains cherished, echoing the previous lines.




Lyrics ยฉ O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Mike Orlando, John Bush, Phil Demmel

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