Painkiller – Song and Lyrics by 98 Mute


Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Painkiller’ by 98 Mute. 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 98 Mute or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.

Insecurity, this time it’s got the best of me
Apathy, this time I think it’s killing me
Try to scream, but I can’t make any noise
Try to breathe, but the breath has lost my voice
There has got to be a better way

Some way to get rid of this fucking pain
Is my future in a razor blade?
Sometimes suicide isn’t so insane
Bad memories, so I drink to forget
But you see, all I lose is self respect

No control, no more goals and no more aim
Blackened soul, everyday it feels the same
Can’t face the boredom that everyday brings
I’m feeling guilty for an uncommitted crime
Left dangling from a puppeteer’s strings
My body’s free but my mind is doing time

Suicide, everyday a soul is lost
Justified, I think I’ll carry my own cross
Bedside note, sorry mother if you cry
But life’s a joke, so I think today, I’ll just lay down and die