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about
The song plays on the idea that there are good guys and bad guys in every conflict and how we are served a narrative that often unravels while it's being reported.
Innocence can easily be flattened by might that’s been ordered by those who are supposed to be our protectors. Outcomes can appear very different when you are sitting in the backseat of the car safe and secure.
lyrics
Subterranean
Verse One/
Somewhere in the ashes there’s a fire still,
That’s trapped like a wasp inside a jar.
Licks of indecision bringing back a chill,
Closer to me now than it is far.
It’s the growing pains of a city growing ill.
The warm blood cooling in my veins.
Somewhere in the ashes there's a fire still,
Hot enough to burn over again.
Bridge/
Sitting in the backseat the rear mirror finds me,
Lucky that I have my wicked past behind me,
Cold hands, make plans, stand up beside me,
Who’s that washed up pretty little liar, remind me?
Sitting in the backseat the rear mirror finds me,
Lucky that I have my wicked past behind me,
Cold hands, make plans, stand up beside me,
Who’s that washed up pretty little liar, remind me?
Chorus/
Propane, cocaine, soothsaying stop.
Take the sniper by the hand before he lines up his shot.
Pristine submarines protecting me from what?
You keep your secrets well hidden when you're telling me you're not.
Subterranean, never found.
Safer when my bones are underground.
Subterranean, never found.
Safer when my bones are underground.
Verse Two/
Long before the landscape was a smokestack,
Long before these buildings lost their voice.
You could let your heart be optimistic,
Long before you had to make a choice.
But these black lungs wheeze like a gramophone,
These dust clouds blow in my brain.
Winding up these engines of destruction,
To start this madness all over again.
Bridge/
Sitting in the backseat the rear mirror finds me,
Lucky that I have my wicked past behind me,
Cold hands, make plans, stand up beside me,
Who’s that washed up pretty little liar, remind me?
Sitting in the backseat the rear mirror finds me,
Lucky that I have my wicked past behind me,
Cold hands, make plans, stand up beside me,
Who’s that washed up pretty little liar, remind me?
Chorus/
Propane, cocaine, soothsaying stop.
Take the sniper by the hand before he lines up his shot.
Pristine submarines protecting me from what?
You keep your secrets well hidden when you're telling me you're not.
Subterranean, never found.
Safer when my bones are underground.
Subterranean, never found.
Safer when my bones are underground.
Subterranean, never found.
Safer when my bones are underground.
credits
from Future Weapons [Side A] EP,
released July 31, 2020
Pete Leslie, Jenni Vodden, Samuel Hart, Jack Morris
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