I had a similar experience last friday, when I really looked at the lyrics to Tool's Stinkfist.
Something has to change.
Undeniable dilemma.
Boredom's not a burden
Anyone should bear.
Constant over stimulation numbs me
and I wouldn't have
It any other way.
It's not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I don't want it.
I just need it.
To feel, to breathe, to know I'm alive.
Finger deep within the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Relax, turn around and take my hand.
I can help you change
Tired moments into pleasure.
Say the word and we'll be
Well upon our way.
Blend and balance
Pain and comfort
Deep within you
Till you will not have me any other way.
It's not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I don't want it.
I just need it.
To feel, to breathe, to know I'm alive.
Knuckle deep inside the borderline.
This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to.
Relax. Slip away.
Something kinda sad about
the way that things have come to be.
Desensitized to everything.
What became of subtlety?
How can it mean anything to me
If I really don't feel anything at all?
I'll keep digging till
I feel something.
Elbow deep inside the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Shoulder deep within the borderline.
Relax. Turn around and take my hand.
One common interpretation I found is it's about industry penetrating us ever deeper with advertising and created wants.
(One project I work with is just about probing and stimulating peoples' commercial wants more efficiently. Humans are discussed at a very abstract level, where they're often treated as inorganic spheres with animal urges.)
I think these lyrics well depict many peoples' love relationships, particularly monogamous ones, where they treat each other like commodities/drugs to enjoy. Boredom is a constant worry.
(Incidentally, I'm trying to get into punk music. But I'm sad to say that I'm kind of "stuck" at Iggy Pop and Fugazi, which I really enjoy.)
Tayssir