Candi Carpenter
The Fear of Being Human Remains

Since the release of Demonology, Candi Carpenter has turned all the dials up to maximum. ‘The Fear of Being Human’ is a visceral, sultry, morbid track with a great slow chugging drive to back the sharp lyrics.

Carpenter has this way of packaging up deep thoughts in lyrics that a darkly witty. There’s a thread of something genuine in the modern human condition in the fear of being forgotten and the struggle with impermanence. The interruption of existential dread with concern over who will pay for the funeral is also a relatable anxiety.

The song has a dirty drive to the sound, but the refrain of ‘remains’ with the lead vocal delivering ‘the fear of being human’ is such a solid hook you almost forget that haunting intro and the great throbbing bass that underpins the whole song.

Dial it up high to get the full impact of all that pulsating complexity.

The Fear of Being Human Remains Video

This video has themes of horror, necrophilia, death, horror, smoking, and for the love of heck won’t somebody tidy up the band room?!

Watch Candi Carpenter – ‘The Feat of Being Human Remains’.

The Fear of Being Human Remains Lyrics

When I was a kid I saw a man’s dead body
Lying on the carousel in the the park on Thompson Lane
His eyes and his mouth and his arms were open
His head was rolled back like he died in a lot of pain
And I don’t know why I’m telling you this story
I don’t know why everything I think about is so fucked up
I don’t know why it’s so taboo to talk about death
When it’s the only thing in life we can be sure of

Every night, and every day
The fear of being human remains
I might say, I’m not afraid
But the fear of being human
The fear of being human remains
Remains, remains, remains, remains

I always thought I’d make a good mortician
I haven’t felt anything since I was four years old
I think about fighting in the zombie apocalypse
And how long I’d survive without my phone in the cold
And if everyone’s so afraid of their legacy being extinguished
Then maybe we should all engrave our names on our bones
I guess permanence is the only thing that I can’t relinquish
So when I die somebody please etch Candace on my skull

Every night, and every day
The fear of being human remains
I might say, I’m not afraid
But the fear of being human
The fear of being human remains
Remains, remains, remains, remains

A squirrel is a rat with pretty privilege
Baby I’m a cockroach, I’m hard to kill
And I’m not afraid to interface with whatever god or devil
But what if I leave a mess and stick my family with the bill
The bill
Who’s gonna pay the bill?
The bill
The bill

Every night, and every day
The fear of being human remains
I might say, I’m not afraid
But the fear of being human
The fear of being human remains
Remains, remains, remains, remains

Written by Fenton on 29th December 2025

Steve Fenton writes in our music, words, and culture categories. He was Editor in Chief for The Mag and covered live music for DV8 Magazine and Spill Magazine. He was often found in venues throughout the UK alongside ace-photographer, Mark Holloway. Steve is also a technical writer and programmer and writes gothic fiction. Steve studied Psychology at OSC, and Anarchy in the UK: A History of Punk from 1976-1978 at the University of Reading.

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