There are a few lines in this that are only funny to me. “My heart doesn’t beat like it should,” is about operations of love and relationships and motivations being atypical, but it’s also in reference to Tachycardia, a heart condition my dad and I both have from time to time.
The chorus of this song is, in my opinion, one of the record’s more optimistic points, lyrically. “We can’t take care of ourselves,” is about each of our inabilities to, at times, pay bills, hold steady jobs, etc.— what a lot of people would call the growing pains of being a touring band— as well trying to handle the emotional strain of everything. And the second part, about “helping hands” and whatnot, references the friends of ours who make dinner for us when we get home from tour, drive us places when our cars break, and the like. A lot of them have felt the effects of our touring in way similar to what we go through, and the community we have in that is something I’m fiercely proud of. It makes me feel dumb to be upset at all when things do go wrong, if I can look to that side of it. The lines, “skeletons removed through talks and time, under the cover of yellow lights,” are two-sided also. I write a lot; I journal in addition to free-writing, lyrics, or whatever. And I usually write at the Exit 122 Waffle House, which is what the “yellow lights” lyric is about. “Skeletons removed” is about exorcising your demons in writing, and it’s also about conversations I’ve had at that same Waffle House with a lot of the friends I’m calling “helping hands.” This song was sort of an attempt to bring the record back to a positive vibe, while still being aware of the dependency-factor.
It, as well as the album, have a general theme of the impact we and our environment have on the other people and places in our lives—definitely when we attempt to make an impact, and oftentimes as a byproduct of us simply trying to figure ourselves out.
-Drew Justice (via Property of Zack)
lyrics
My heart doesn't beat like it should
I can feel it in my throat
With every paralyzing thought
Ever full-breath attempted note
Note no I'm not the same
But what's that ever mean?
I'm too tired to contemplate
Each tick and miss that propel me
And I still over think every single thing
And t's not like me to stay so far down
But everybody knows we can't take care of ourselves
Still having trouble but I've learned to sleep
I've learned to sleep
Through shoulder pains and dreams of spitting bloody teeth
Reminding me there are some things better left alone
And other truths that only stay at bay so long
I'm taking steps to see
Maybe there's more to me
And it's not like me to stay so far down
But everybody knows we can't take care of ourselves
Never been one to fall to circumstance
Not with all these helping hands that
Hold me up when I can't understand myself
Skeletons removed through talks and time
under the cover of yellow lights
It took a while for me to discover
That some best friends are simply better than others
And it's not like me to stay so far down
But everybody knows we can't take care of ourselves
Never been one to fall to circumstance
Not with all these helping hands that
Hold me up when I can't understand myself
And it's not like me to stay so far down
But everybody knows we can't take care of ourselves
Never been one to fall to circumstance
Not with all these helping hands that
Hold me up when I can't understand myself
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