Destructive
Urban Species Lyrics


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Destruction
Destruction
Destruction
Destruction

Lying on his back, staring at the cracks in the ceiling
Symbolizing how he's feeling, on his face, the sunlight sits
It aids the drying of an eye while he tries to get to grips
With the fact that the real thing's gone
He switches on the radio and every other one's a sad song
Fat lady sings about she slipped through his fingers
Now the smell of smoke from the ex-flame is all that lingers
Tries to rekindle, but the wick's gone down
Rummages through the mind like a high street tramp
Desperately, seeking like Susan for a reason

Mind's cast back before the acts of the treason
To the times spent and what those times meant
Realized that she was heaven sent, but he was hell-bent
On destruction, just like an arsonist
The truth hurts, and the truth is that you asked for this
Suspicious minds and mistrust
Now is it just reflections of one's own lust
Or is it insecurity that makes a man possessive
His little piece of purity that no one could mess with destruction

Why you do me so? (Why you wanna do me so?)
Why you do me so?
I think I know (an appetite for destruction)
You've got an appetite for destruction
My love for you is like a big obstruction
Destructive Lo-o-ove

We sow like farmers, reap the melodrama
The good times, the bad times, depending on the karma
As do you
What goes around comes back around that's simple
Invincible's the principle forever and a day, so
As sure as the day glow, you're bound to get yours, bro
There's no doubt about it, no if buts, no maybes
Maybes having babies in the belly of the beast
Some looking to the West, some looking to the East

I look inside myself where the answers are dwelling
In this age of confusion where ignorance is selling itself
And the masses keep on buying it
You got your own bro, you made your bed now lie in it
Or deeper still you die in it
But I don't wanna die, that's why I multiply, I sleep and then I fly
Through the domains of the astro-planes, on my return back to the physical
I wake up in the chains of destruction

Why you do me so? (Why you wanna do me so?)
(Why you wanna do me so?)
Why you do me so?
Oh, now I know (an appetite for destruction)
You've got an appetite for destruction
My love for you is like a big obstruction
Destructive Lo-o-ove

Why you do me so? (Destructive Lo-o-ove)
Why you do me so? (Destructive Lo-o-ove)
You've got an appetite for destruction




My love for you is like a big obstruction
Why you do me so? (Destructive Lo-o-ove)

Overall Meaning

The song "Destructive" by Urban Species is about a man who is feeling the sadness and pain of a lost love. He lies on his back, staring at the cracks in the ceiling, symbolizing how he feels. He tries to come to grips with the fact that the real thing is gone. He turns on the radio and every song seems to be a sad one, reminding him of what he has lost. He rummages through his mind, trying to find a reason for why things turned out the way they did.


As the song progresses, he realizes that he was the cause of the destruction of the relationship. He was hell-bent on destruction, just like an arsonist. He had an appetite for destruction and it led to the end of his relationship. He reflects on the fact that what goes around comes back around, and he will now have to face the consequences of his choices.


The song is a powerful commentary on the destructive nature of relationships and the consequences of our actions. It is a reminder that we are responsible for what we sow, and we must face the consequences of our choices.


Line by Line Meaning

Lying on his back, staring at the cracks in the ceiling
He is lying on his back, looking up at the cracks in the ceiling.


Symbolizing how he's feeling, on his face, the sunlight sits
The sunlight on his face emphasizes his mood.


It aids the drying of an eye while he tries to get to grips
The sunlight helps dry his tears while he tries to understand what happened.


With the fact that the real thing's gone
He is struggling to accept that what he had is now gone.


He switches on the radio and every other one's a sad song
The songs on the radio reflect his sad mood.


Fat lady sings about she slipped through his fingers
The fat lady sings about losing something important just like he did.


Now the smell of smoke from the ex-flame is all that lingers
Now, all he can smell is the aftermath of his failed relationship.


Tries to rekindle, but the wick's gone down
He tries to revive the relationship, but it is beyond repair.


Rummages through the mind like a high street tramp
He is searching his mind like a homeless person searches through trash.


Desperately, seeking like Susan for a reason
He is searching for a reason, just like Susan did in the Bible.


Mind's cast back before the acts of the treason
His mind goes back to a time before the betrayal.


To the times spent and what those times meant
He remembers what the good times meant to him.


Realized that she was heaven sent, but he was hell-bent
He realizes that she was perfect for him, but he was too destructive to appreciate her.


On destruction, just like an arsonist
He was determined to destroy his relationship, just like an arsonist is determined to burn things down.


The truth hurts, and the truth is that you asked for this
He recognizes that the consequences of his destructive behavior were his own doing.


Suspicious minds and mistrust
He was always skeptical and untrusting.


Now is it just reflections of one's own lust
He wonders if his mistrust is only because of his own desires.


Or is it insecurity that makes a man possessive
He considers whether his possessiveness comes from his own insecurity.


His little piece of purity that no one could mess with destruction
He was determined to protect what he saw as his own and caused destruction in the process.


We sow like farmers, reap the melodrama
Our actions have consequences, and we are often responsible for our own struggles.


The good times, the bad times, depending on the karma
Our experiences depend on the consequences of our actions.


As do you
You are also responsible for your own actions and consequences.


What goes around comes back around that's simple
The consequences of our actions will eventually come back to us.


Invincible's the principle forever and a day, so
The principle of cause and effect is unbreakable and eternal.


As sure as the day glow, you're bound to get yours, bro
Your actions will catch up to you eventually; it's inevitable.


There's no doubt about it, no if buts, no maybes
There's no avoiding the consequences of our actions, no matter how much we try to deny it.


Maybes having babies in the belly of the beast
The consequences of our actions can be harsh and unforgiving.


Some looking to the West, some looking to the East
Some people are optimistic, while others are pessimistic about the future.


I look inside myself where the answers are dwelling
He searches within himself for answers.


In this age of confusion where ignorance is selling itself
In a world where ignorance is celebrated, he needs to find his own answers.


And the masses keep on buying it
Most people are content with the easy answers, even if they are ignorant.


You got your own bro, you made your bed now lie in it
You are responsible for your own actions and their consequences.


Or deeper still you die in it
If you don't take responsibility, the consequences could be deadly.


But I don't wanna die, that's why I multiply, I sleep and then I fly
He wants to learn and grow so he can avoid deadly consequences.


Through the domains of the astro-planes, on my return back to the physical
He wants to explore the unknown so he can gain a better understanding of himself and the world.


I wake up in the chains of destruction
Even after all of his searching, he is still trapped in the cycle of destruction.


You've got an appetite for destruction
Referring to the person who was responsible for the destructive relationship.


My love for you is like a big obstruction
His feelings for this person are hindering him.


Destructive Lo-o-ove
His feelings for this person were destructive.




Writer(s): Peter Akinrinlola

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