Written by: H JONES
Duration: 3:36
Discover the poetic beauty in ‘[Untitled]’ by Against Me!. 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 Against Me! or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
One night we lay beside each other
So close to a sweat
With two fans circling overhead
We sleep on borrowed time
And the traffic lights direct empty roads
The stars can’t break the city sky
But they still try despite what they know is already true
And tomorrow we’ll take aim
Just like a storm waiting for a calm
I can feel everything coming in my chest
My heart’s already pounding
My head’s on far-off highways
Sixteen years old
On a road that never ends
Might drive into something that looks like a sunset
And it lasts forever
And I never look back
From Hoboken to l.a.
From Portland to Gainesville
From the great plains to Niagara
Route 66 straight to California
Electric lights carry the night
We move in 4/4 time
Our feet on wheels and in the sky
Yes we’re going, cause we’d die if we stayed here
And those dying dreams will carry what’s good and real and pure
And the rest can burn in hell
And for the four-year-old girl found dead in a dumpster
Shot by her mother
Her eulogys the sound of construction through head-to-head traffic
Today is just another day
And me and my friends are just growing into the drunks and the liars that we’ve always hated
Every shortcoming has trapped us
Every mistake is now our own infinite failure
So we steal every chance we get
Every advantage is taken when no one’s looking
We hide behind closed doors
And we don’t stop until
We are the people we’ve decided we should be
I wanna be a shot heard round the world,
Fucking unstoppable
This distance is not something we’ll regret
From here, and now, and today, and forever
And days after that till the very end
From Hoboken to l.a.
From Portland to Gainesville
From the great plains to Niagara
Route 66 straight to California
Electric lights carry the night
We move in 4/4 time
Our feet on wheels and in the sky
Yes we’re going, cause we’d die if we stayed here
And those dying dreams will carry what’s good and real and pure
And the rest can burn in hell
And the rest can burn in hell