Artist: Rancid Song: Outta My Mind Album: Rancid (1993) [Verse] You’re working like a monkey whos been trained by a sick junkie On a mission to get money for a new suit and tie To wear to a reception where they envy your deception And give compliments and praises to the ones they despise Practicing your smile in the mirror all the while Try to cultivate the style of the bastards in power We know you’re selling your nervous twitch is telling You’re coming off smelling like the pig of the hour [Chorus] Got a lot of people telling Me I’m outta my mind And I don’t know why I’ve got a lot of people telling Me I’m outta my mind And I don’t know why [Verse] My brain was bleeding and my fingers were proceding Through a notebook I was keeping since the dawning of time Senses were coroded you know that I was loaded Lack of sight out of feelings and I’ll come out in a while You were dealing I was reeling from the feeling And the madness was consealing it’s a siren song People that I trusted would surley have me busted If they ever had a clue what was really going on [Chorus] Got a lot of people telling Me I’m outta my mind And I don’t know why see I’ve got a lot of people telling Me I’m outta my mind And I don’t know why [Bridge]       Man I don’t know why go [Solo]         Yeah [Verse] You’re working like a monkey whos been trained by a sick junkie On a mission to get money for a new suit and tie To wear to a reception where they envy your deception And give compliments and praises to the ones they despise Practicing your smile in the mirror all the while Try to cultivate the style of the bastards in power I know you’re selling your nervous twitch is telling You’re coming off smelling like the pig of the hour [Chorus] I’ve got a lot of people telling Me I’m outta my mind And I don’t know why see I’be got a lot of people telling Me I’m outta my mind And I don’t know why   

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À propos de la chanson

La chanson évoque la lutte intérieure d'une personne qui se sent manipulée et dépossédée de ses vérités. Elle dépeint une image de quelqu'un qui travaille dur pour plaire aux autres, portant un masque de faux-semblants lors d'événements sociaux, tout en ressentant un malaise sous-jacent. Les paroles révèlent une critique de la superficialité et des attentes de la société, où les apparences comptent plus que l'authenticité. Malgré tous ces efforts, le protagoniste se sent incompris et aliéné, comme si la pression de se conformer le poussait à perdre son identité. Le contexte semble être celui d'une époque où les normes sociales et l'obsession du succès peuvent mener à une véritable confusion des sentiments, où l'angoisse de ne pas être à la hauteur se mêle à la volonté de plaire. Cette réalité suscite des réflexions sur la santé mentale et la quête de sens dans un monde souvent jugé hostile ou décevant.