Song Meaning

This track opens with a stark observation: "not enough of us to be this divided." The narrator feels a deep frustration with internal conflict, a sense that the group's small size makes their disagreements feel absurdly counterproductive. There's a palpable tension in the line, "Your bullet is picking up speed (and heading for me) so I've got to bite it," suggesting a defensive posture against an incoming, damaging remark or action. The narrator is clearly weary of the other person's "chip on your shoulder" and "ignorance." The core of the song seems to be a struggle between maintaining personal integrity and the potential for connection. The narrator laments a "blue sky had been clouding over," a metaphor for lost optimism or clarity, but crucially remembers "the things we used to hold / On pedestals." This suggests a past where shared values or ideals were held in high regard, a foundation that is now eroding. The repetition of "not enough of us to be this divided" underscores the narrator's plea for unity, highlighting how their differing views "have never coincided." The most striking element is the recurring image of "pedestals." Initially, the narrator invokes them to recall a shared past, a standard to which they once aspired. However, by the end, the narrator reclaims the pedestal for themselves, declaring, "I won't be caught dead or seen without my beliefs held high on top of pedestals." This shift is powerful; it moves from a shared ideal to a personal declaration of unwavering conviction, even if it means further separation. The lyrics suggest that while connection is desired and acknowledged as vital ("without this we're lifeless"), the narrator prioritizes an uncompromised stance on their own truths.