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Lyrics –

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I’d like to buy the world a home
And furnish it with love
Grow apple trees and honey bees
And snow white turtle doves

(Chorus)
I’d like to teach the world to sing
In perfect harmony
I’d like to buy the world a Coke
And keep it company
That’s the real thing

(Chorus)

(Chorus 2)
What the world wants today
Is the real thing

What the world wants today
Is the real thing

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My 2 cents –

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turning on the news today hurts. so I think I would rather…

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Lyrics –

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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”

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My 2 cents –

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this one has an interesting feeling to it.

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Lyrics –

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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?

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My 2 cents –

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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.

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Lyrics –

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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

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My 2 cents –

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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.