Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Hoppy’ by 485C. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 485C or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Feed me the serpent’s tongue that I’m used to
Screaming again against my consistent pledge
Draw me a sun that I can fall into
Brace me for pressure that will undo my head
Paint me a picture of what we’re here for
My mother was screaming when she conceived our heart
Grizzly great gullet of tomorrow
Is yesterday’s blue skies with make-up on, my friend
How many days before we go under
The fingers of feline foes may contend our prayers
I can’t believe that you pulled the trigger
Like the weight of a bullet I can’t keep off my head
How many days before we go under
Your chiseled chewed chin, watch my prayer
The blizzard burst brain of our ancestors
Could not contend with our furtive fox-like thoughts
Climbing into the womb of existence
Is a slightly sharper knife to contend my friend
Numbingly nihilistic transport
Opens the doors to stare and scream again
Broken and battered and in-continuous
Nightmares to swallow all our your defence
The way I held my tongue
Outweighs the solid gun
How many days before we go under
The fingers of feline foes may contend our prayers
I can’t believe that you pulled the trigger
Like the weight of a bullet I can’t keep off my head