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Your silver skin
That crawls in rhythm, sweats like spring
Returns me to the deathwish
And all my epiphonies
That branded me and broke my knees
Confirms me into the deathwish
Misfits for free
A gravity pure expression tears and
Pulls them into the deathwish.
And all our accessories
That concentrate the pain and tease
Embrace them, with the deathwish
Are we pretending?
Are we pretending?
Are we pretending?
I like pretending
Are we machines
Obsolete, alone
With symbiotic self indulgence
And if we dig deep
The circuitry burnt out, bends
Into neurotic repetition.
But your silver skin soothes my aching curses
and reminds me
That you're worth it.
The whole world's insanities
The bleeding hearts and tragedies
Won't distract me from the deathwish
Are we pretending?
Are we pretending?
Are we pretending?
I like pretending
Are we pretending?
Are we pretending?
Are we pretending?
'cos I like pretending
That crawls in rhythm, sweats like spring
Returns me to the deathwish
And all my epiphonies
That branded me and broke my knees
Confirms me into the deathwish
Misfits for free
A gravity pure expression tears and
Pulls them into the deathwish.
And all our accessories
That concentrate the pain and tease
Embrace them, with the deathwish
Are we pretending?
Are we pretending?
Are we pretending?
I like pretending
Are we machines
Obsolete, alone
With symbiotic self indulgence
And if we dig deep
The circuitry burnt out, bends
Into neurotic repetition.
But your silver skin soothes my aching curses
and reminds me
That you're worth it.
The whole world's insanities
The bleeding hearts and tragedies
Won't distract me from the deathwish
Are we pretending?
Are we pretending?
Are we pretending?
I like pretending
Are we pretending?
Are we pretending?
Are we pretending?
'cos I like pretending
Lyrics submitted by plasticwonder
Track duration: 05:16
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I agree completely with liebegr. His/her interpretation is the basis of my revisions of the others' interpretations.
I do not think that Chris is talking about religion or faith as the alternative has theorised, although the comment about religion in itself being a "neurotic repetition" was spot-on. We are broken machines that are forever alone but refuse to accept this fact, as liebegr has suggested. If we look closely we can observe how we delude ourselves into believing otherwise. We are broken and therefore rely on others for our gratification. If we were to look within ourselves we would realise this and see our constant surrounding ourselves with others to make us feel good and to make us forget that we will die alone.
I consider snowy bear's interpretation and extension of liebegr's in that a few are able to realise their isolation because of their "pure expression".
"The deathwish" is obviously death, but I would like to suggest the possibility that Chris is saying that if one were to express themselves purely, and therefore realise their isolation, they would soon desire death as escape. I would also like to bring focus to "The whole world's insanities The bleeding hearts and tragedies". I believe that Chris is saying that a desire to help others alleviate their pain(and therefore symbiotically alleviating our own), something most people have, could not stop one from wishing for death.
"And all my epiphonies, That branded me and broke my knees, Confirms me into the deathwish"..
But even though there really is no point to our existence, we can stilll find things to love and hold onto and "pretend" that we have direction..
"But your silver skin soothes my aching curses and reminds me, That you're worth it."
I love this song. Chris is a glorious lyricist.
I feel myself a machine, without vivid feelings, only programs. I've burn all circuitries, but the instinct of self-preservation still keeps me pretending an make "old life", I'm still R O B O T.
I've los my religion and it's nothing to lose, but I'm still embracing accessories. Masochism?
I Agree with liebegr��e, the alternative,liplocker123 outright
And want add that,
I think this song is about struggle of self destruction and self-preservation , basic instincts.
It seems to me (one of Chis' many more melancholy scribblings) to be a comment on inevitability and perpetual nature of solitude and life's one promise of (or Chris' "wish"/craving for) death, shown through his constant reference to his 'death wish'.
Unlike the average ‘machine’, he sees himself as one of a few ‘misfits’ whose truthful ‘pure expression’ leaves them susceptible to the ‘death wish’ as they see past the shallow and pointless disposition of life. ‘All our accessorise’ and ‘The whole world's insanities/The bleeding hearts and tragedies’ fail to distract him from the reality of the inevitable.
The key focus, the question ‘Are we pretending?’ relates to the second to last verse where he acknowledges his escape from this feeling through the subject of 'silver skin' who 'reminds me/That you're worth it.' Implying that the key message to his lover is that he ‘like(s) pretending’ with her momentarily and she gives him a fleeting satisfaction with life.
he's talking about someone he's in a relationship with, but he thinks they're pretending to love eachother, and he's happy pretending just so he's with her.
the "are we pretending?" bit is basically him asking if they're pretending to believe in what they're told, and he'd rather do that then cause hassel.
probably not, but that's my attempt.
i love it anyway. :P