Hold onto chance
Lest we bleed ourselves
Then save for the pets
They're the loneliest
Put into jars
We'll save this earth
Put into jars
We'll save this earth
We can't both become the same pawn
That's made to fall
Oil that tastes like blood
Stole the summer scent from me to you
You're stabbing me through you
You're stabbing you through him
And betting most of this world
We'll add enough of the whole world
Steal from yourselves
It never felt so good
And feed from their hand
Confused by opposites
Put into jars
We'll save this earth
Put into jars
Keep safe this earth
We can't both become the same pawn
That's made to fall
Oil that tastes like blood
Stole the summer scent from me to you
You're stabbing me through you
You're stabbing you through him
And betting most of this world
We'll add enough of the whole world
This world
We'll add enough of the whole world
Feeling manic for a day
Depends on the trend
Depends on the surface
If the sun never sets
We can't both become the same pawn
That's made to fall
Oil that tastes like blood
Stole the summer scent from me to you
You're stabbing me through you
You're stabbing you through him
And betting most of this world
We'll add enough of the whole world
Is the main thing you'll shout 'til the bitter end
Into jars
About This Song
"Jars" is a haunting meditation on environmental destruction and humanity's futile attempts to preserve what we've already poisoned. The song uses the metaphor of collecting specimens in jars-a desperate, almost childlike gesture to "save this earth"-to explore how we compartmentalize and contain nature rather than truly protecting it. Lyrically, the track delves into themes of complicity and interconnected harm, with lines about oil tasting like blood and people "stabbing" through one another, suggesting how environmental damage creates a web of mutual destruction. The fragmented, cryptic verses mirror the confusion and helplessness many feel when confronting ecological collapse, while the repeated jar imagery evokes both scientific preservation and the kind of specimen collecting that distances us from living ecosystems. Musically, Chevelle delivers this message through their signature heavy, atmospheric sound-dense guitar work and Pete Loeffler's strained vocals create a sense of suffocation that perfectly complements the lyrical themes. The production maintains the band's post-grunge heaviness while incorporating more experimental elements that reflect the album's sci-fi concept. The song resonated with listeners during a period of growing environmental awareness, offering a darker, more abstract take on climate anxiety than typical protest songs. Rather than offering solutions or hope, "Jars" captures the psychological weight of living in an era where preservation often feels like a hollow gesture against overwhelming destruction.
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