They say, “Freak When you’re singled out The red Well, it filters through” So lay down, the threat is real When his sight goes red again Seeing red again Seeing red again This change He won’t contain Slip away To clear your mind When asked “Who made it show?” (made it show) The truth He gives in to most So lay down, the threat is real When his sight goes red again So lay down, the threat is real When his sight goes red again So lay down, the threat is real When his sight goes red again Seeing red again, seeing red again! Seeing red again, seeing red again! Seeing red again, seeing red again! Seeing red again, seeing red…! They say, “Freak When you’re singled out The red It filters through”
I heard a knock upon my door the other day I opened it to find death staring in my face The feel of mortal stalking still reverberates Everywhere I go, I drag this coffin just in case
My body’s trembling, sends shivers down my spine Adrenaline kicks in, shifts into overdrive Your secrets keep you sick, your lies keep you alive Snake eyes every single time you roll with crooked dice
I felt the darkness as it tried to pull me down The kind of dark that haunts a hundred year old house I wrestle with my thoughts, I shook the hand of doubt Running from my past, I’m praying, feet don’t fail me now
I’ve lost my goddamn mind, it happens all the time I can’t believe I’m actually meant to be here Trying to consume, the drug in me is you And I’m so high on misery, can’t you see?
I got these questions always running through my head So many things that I would like to understand If we are born to die and we all die to live Then what’s the point of living life if it just contradicts?
I felt the darkness as it tried to pull me down The kind of dark that haunts a hundred year old house I wrestle with my thoughts, I shook the hand of doubt Running from my past, I’m praying, feet don’t fail me now
I’ve lost my goddamn mind, it happens all the time I can’t believe I’m actually meant to be here Trying to consume, the drug in me is you And I’m so high on misery, can’t you see?
I’ve lost myself You tried to reach me, but you just can’t help me So long, goodbye You tried to save me, it wont work this time
‘Cause now I’ve lost my fucking mind, and there’s no fucking time I can’t believe I’m actually meant to be here Trying to consume, the drug in me is you And I’m so high on misery, can’t you see?
Oh, can’t you see? Can’t you see?
My 2 cents –
Like Last week this one has a feel of the lyrics blaming the person the song is about, but this time it is less generalized. This one is more personal. And in some ways that feels better? The singer feels like they are doubting the hold they feel this person has on them. It is an interesting video. And a slightly relatable song.
I can’t stop from spinning Down the rabbit hole The deeper that you push The deeper I will go They said that God’s a woman I’ll worship you the same Cause all I do is think about Saying your name in vain You might as well marry me
My sinful confession You’re my obsession (yeah) If God is a woman Then God is a weapon (yeah)
I can’t stop from sinning My halo’s just a hole The deeper that I get inside you The deeper you will fall They Say that God’s a weapon Well I’m a hand grenade Try to take this ring from me Watch me detonate You might as well bury me
My sinful confession You’re my obsession (yeah) If God is a woman Then God is a weapon (Yeah)
My Sinful Confession You’re my obsession If God is a woman Then God is a weapon
My 2 cents –
This song bothers me. I enjoy the music. I enjoy the way it is sung. I am bothered by the lyrics. This speaks of obsession and strong ideals of blaming women for male obsession. I cannot put into words the reason fully… It feels like it is a backhand compliment to the woman in the spotlight. I worry that the lyrics will be misunderstood as a love song…and this is the farthest thing one could find from that.
Was it the best you ever had? Was it the worst? You’d never know I’d try to tell you what I think and play it off like it’s a joke Oh no, more surprises, guess it’s like this I’d do anything for you, Mrs. Highness
The sun is fun, the land is dandy I only talk to dogs because they don’t understand me My teeth are yellow, hello world Would you like me a little better if they were white like yours? I need to purge my urges, shame, shame, shame I need an alibi to justify, somebody to blame It’s a halibut, “party bitch”, give it a name and say, “Hey, hey”
This one was recommended by my son. It is such a strange little song but it speaks to me about being ostracized. The outsider in society. So often that feels like the weight that hangs on our shoulders.
I’ve been seeing stars Every time I get up It’s been getting hard To keep on playing dress up I’m body positive Until it’s mine Fighting for an hourglass And running out time
Just an innocent compliment I bet they didn’t mean it Even if they did I bet I still wouldn’t believe it Thought when I got older That this feeling would be gone But I’m losing touch all at once With everything I once was
If I could go back in time I would tell her she looks divine And I would guide her till she changed her mind And never questioned who she was And we’d go run outside And play for hours in the sun And I’d tell her all about the woman That she will become And I’d say you’re so much more than just a body That needs measuring So instead of counting calories You can count on me
I think that I’m Addicted to this sickness And I’m slowly dying But I’m the only witness And I’m Losing more than just a gap between my thighs Fighting for an hourglass And fighting for my life
Just an innocent compliment I bet they didn’t mean it Even if they did I bet I still wouldn’t believe it Thought when I got older That this feeling would be gone But I’m losing touch all at once With everything I once was
If I could go back in time I would tell her she looks divine And I would guide her till she changed her mind And never questioned who she was And we’d go run outside And play for hours in the sun And I’d tell her all about the woman That she will become And I’d say you’re so much more than just a body That needs measuring So instead of counting calories You can count on me
I’ve been Unlearning Un-hurting Un-telling myself I have to earn it Is it worth it? Is it worth it? It’s not worth it
I’ve been Unlearning Un-hurting Un-telling myself I have to earn it Is it worth it? Is it worth it? It’s not worth it
If I could go back in time I would tell her she looks divine And I would guide her till she changed her mind And never questioned who she was
My 2 cents –
Self esteem is so hard. it’s multi faceted and can be destroyed by so much. it is possible to logically understand that you deserve to eat and still have issues…it is possible to see yourself as a person and still not be able to take compliments because the person in the mirror is distorted.
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Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children? Tell me so I say Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children? Tell me so I say
All the arrows that you’ve stolen Split in half, now bum and broken Like your heart that was so eager to be hid You can’t keep them all caged They will fight and run away Mother, tell me so I say (La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la)
Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children? Tell me so I say Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children? Tell me so I say
Forest walls and starry ceilings Barren curtains that you’re weaving Like the stories that you keep inside your head She can’t keep them all safe They will die and be afraid Mother, tell me so I say (Mother, tell me so I say)
Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children? Tell me so I say Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children? Tell me so I say
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Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children? Tell me so I say Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children? Tell me so I say (Tell me so I say)
Ha, ha, ha Ha, ha, ha Ha, ha, ha Ha, ha, ha Ha, ha, ha Ha, ha, ha Ha, ha, ha Ha, ha, ha (Ha, ha, ha) She can’t keep them all caged (Ha, ha, ha) They’ll be far and fly away Mother, tell me you will stay We’ll be far and fly away
My 2 cents –
I feel like I cannot keep up. My brain has so many ideas….So I end up feeling like I am burying the ones I cannot write.
My brain won’t shut the fuck up when I try to go to bed Suddenly all kinds of thoughts start racing round my head Sometimes creative visions and sometimes just creeping dread Or re-evalutions of the stupid things I’ve said Lying in the darkness in the silence on my own Trying hard to go to sleep and not look at my phone Wanting to wake somebody but staring at the void instead My brain won’t shut the fuck up when I try to go to bed
My brain won’t shut the fuck up when I want to go to sleep, Thoughts of past embarrassments each night upon me creep, Some random song from years ago gets stuck there on repeat Or worries about the week ahead just make my want to weep, Regulating temperature by flipping over my pillow Convinced I need the bathroom but not able to go, Trying everything from reading books to counting sheep, My brain won’t shut the fuck up when I want to go to sleep,
My brain won’t shut the fuck up when I try to close my eyes, Concerns I’d long forgotten about come back and say ‘Surprise!’ Smartphone internet seems like a curse now in disguise And the bed suddenly feels too small for someone of my size Jealous of my partner who drifts off so easily Turning over in frustration to watch them sleeping peacefully Only managing to doze off just before it’s time again to rise My brain won’t shut the fuck up when I try to close my eyes.
I can feel the darkness around me Hottie drives a little white Audi I don’t know how, but she found me Yeah, she got my cell and my address And she’s the reaper in a black dress Got myself in another mess Blame it on the whiskey She don’t even miss me She comin’ in hot, she a bad bitch Cuttin’ my heart like a savage Trade in my soul, she can have it Let me introduce you to my new bad habit I got a disease, yeah, I got an addiction I’m down on my knees, truth is stranger than fiction If the drugs don’t kill me, then the loneliness will I wanna breathe you in (breathe you in) I wanna be your fool (be your fool) I wanna be your drug And I wanna lick your wounds She comin’ in hot, she a bad bitch Cuttin’ my heart like a savage Trade in my soul, she can have it Let me introduce you to my new bad habit
My 2 cents –
I was recently introduced to this one. it has a few interesting lines.
Something takes a part of me Something lost and never seen Every time I start to believe Something’s raped and taken from me, from me Life’s gotta always be messing with me (you wanna see the light) Can’t they chill and let me be free? (So do I) Can’t I take away all this pain? (You wanna see the light) I try to every night, all in vain, in vain Sometimes I cannot take this place Sometimes it’s my life I can’t taste Sometimes I cannot feel my face You’ll never see me fall from grace Something takes a part of me You and I were meant to be A cheap fuck for me to lay Something takes a part of me Feeling like a freak on a leash (you wanna see the light) Feeling like I have no release (so do I) How many times have I felt diseased? (You wanna see the light) Nothing in my life is free, is free Sometimes I cannot take this place Sometimes it’s my life I can’t taste Sometimes I cannot feel my face You’ll never see me fall from grace Something takes a part of me You and I were meant to be A cheap fuck for me to lay Something takes a part of me Boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ee-ma Da-boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ee-ma Da-boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ee-ma Da-boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ee-ma Da-boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ee-ma Da-boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ee-ma Da-boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ee-ma Da-boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ee-ma Da-boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ee-ma Da-boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ee-ma Da-boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ee-ma Da-boom-da-da-mmm-dum-na-ay, go So fight, something on the ming-a-ooh Fight, some things they fight So, something on the ming-a-ooh Fight, some things they fight Fight, something off the hee-a-hoo No, some things they fight Fight, something on the ming-a-hoo Fight, some things they fight Something takes a part of me You and I were meant to be A cheap fuck for me to lay Something takes a part of me Part of me Part of me Part of me Oh
My 2 cents –
my pain is on display at times because I don’t hide my past or my life. I will stumble on occasion but I will not fall.