Lost Plots by Spoken In Tongues (2024)

Lost Plots

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Never had it, maybe never will
Bane of my existence still
Hurdle towards the apocalypse
Taste of blood now on my lips
Never had it and they never will
Fight or flight is why they kill
In light of the evidence
Every breath feels like a risk

History repeats, the same old conceits
More stale refrains we're doomed to repeat
When the going gets tough, the tough cash in
What feels like loss is a chance to begin
Never had it, maybe never will
Bane of my existence still
Hurdle towards the apocalypse
Taste of blood now on my lips
Never had it and they never will
Fight or flight is why they kill
In light of the evidence
Every breath feels like a risk
The new class of caste, the same as the last
Our dreams of the future are flags at half-mast
A promise of hope for poor huddles masses
Is a corpse on the floor, a ghost in the attic
Never had it, maybe never will
Bane of my existence still
Hurdle towards the apocalypse
Taste of blood now on my lips
Never had it and they never will
Fight or flight is why they kill
In light of the evidence
every breath feels like a risk
Angels in disguise, devils in the light
No life on mars, no help for our plight
Alternative facts and obscene acts
Lost plots, bad math
Filling the brackets is just another racket

Distracting ourselves from the parade of caskets
Set ourselves on fire and we supply the matches

The lyrics of Spoken In Tongues's song "Lost Plots" convey a sense of despair and frustration with the state of the world. The singer reflects on a lack of progress and the perpetuation of destructive patterns. The opening lines, "Never had it, maybe never will, Bane of my existence still," express a deep-seated dissatisfaction with the current situation. The phrase "never had it" could refer to the absence of desired change and progress.

The lyrics also touch upon the idea of a looming apocalypse and the taste of blood on the lips, suggesting violence and chaos. The line "Fight or flight is why they kill" implies that the urge to survive and overcome challenges often leads to violent or harmful actions. The repetition of the line "every breath feels like a risk" highlights the constant uncertainty and danger present in the world.

The song also criticizes the cycle of history and the lack of innovation. The line "When the going gets tough, the tough cash in" suggests that instead of persevering through difficult times, many choose to take advantage of the situation for personal gain. The reference to "flags at half-mast" and "a corpse on the floor, a ghost in the attic" reflects a disillusionment with broken promises and unfulfilled hopes.

Overall, "Lost Plots" captures a sense of disillusionment, frustration, and a longing for change and progress in a world filled with violence, repetition, and deception.

Never had it, maybe never will
I have never experienced it before, and it may never happen in the future.

Bane of my existence still
It continues to be the source of my suffering and misery.

Hurdle towards the apocalypse
We are moving rapidly towards a catastrophic event.

Taste of blood now on my lips
I can feel the violent and destructive nature of our actions.

Fight or flight is why they kill
It is the instinct to either fight or flee that leads them to commit acts of violence.

In light of the evidence
Considering the facts and proof that we have.

Every breath feels like a risk
Every moment carries the potential for danger and uncertainty.

History repeats, the same old conceits
We continue to make the same mistakes and hold on to outdated beliefs.

More stale refrains we're doomed to repeat
We are destined to keep repeating the same tired and unoriginal ideas.

When the going gets tough, the tough cash in
In challenging situations, those who are strong take advantage for personal gain.

What feels like loss is a chance to begin
Even though it may seem like a failure, it presents an opportunity to start anew.

The new class of caste, the same as the last
The current social hierarchy mirrors the previous one.

Our dreams of the future are flags at half-mast
Our hopes and aspirations for the future are subdued and mournful.

A promise of hope for poor huddled masses
The assurance of a better life for the disadvantaged and marginalized.

Is a corpse on the floor, a ghost in the attic
It is nothing but empty promises and unfulfilled potential.

Angels in disguise, devils in the light
Those who appear virtuous may have sinister intentions.

No life on mars, no help for our plight
There is no extraterrestrial refuge or assistance for our struggles.

Alternative facts and obscene acts
Fabricated information and immoral behaviors.

Lost plots, bad math
Confused and misguided narratives, flawed reasoning.

Filling the brackets is just another racket
Engaging in activities that only serve to distract and deceive.

Distracting ourselves from the parade of caskets
Choosing to divert our attention from the constant loss and death.

Set ourselves on fire and we supply the matches
We bring about our own destruction through our actions and choices.

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