So my boyfriend and I have different views on the song popular monster. I prefer the one by Falling in Reverse and he prefers Halocene’s version. This is really not a big thing. We have different views on songs that we both like and we just deal with the other persons view.
We were going to a appointment today and his vehicle so he gets to choose the music. He played popular monster and it was an ah ha moment for me. Halocene’s voice is the same register as I sing in my head… So I like the other one because I can enjoy the song. Halocenes version ends up being my inner voice.
There’s blood in the water And they’re coming to bring me down What’s hope with no savior Yeah, there’s no one in this ghost town She looked right through me And I turned to stone Medusa, Medusa, I’ve been here alone And I crumbled to pieces My body, my weakness is on the floor And the wind will blow and blow And I won’t be here no more My wishing well has run dry Stars are dying in the sky So I’ll shed my blood and tears I’ll show no fear just to survive She looked right through me And I turned to stone Oh Medusa, Medusa, I’ve been here alone Ahh, ahh Ahhhh She says, mortal one you’ve been chosen You’re beautiful, but you’re broken So hold on to this moment And fight until you’re hopeless There’s secrets and riddles That live in these walls There’s ghosts of past heroes And I hear them call my name We won’t be tamed Oh, she looked right through me And I turned to stone Medusa, Medusa, I’ve been here alone She looked right through me And I turned to stone Oh Medusa, Medusa, I’ve been here alone Ahh, ahh Ahhhh Ahh, ahh Ahhhh
My 2 cents –
I have always loved the myth of Medusa. I see the curse she was given as Athena’s way of giving her a way to defend herself. I read a poem recently and I loved it so much… But I didn’t save it so I am not sure who penned it. Or even if I am remembering it right. But it was about Medusa. It basically said that the reason why she was hated was because she made her trauma so loud that they made her body a battlefield. Gah I wish I had saved it now. It really was so lovely.
Edit : not sure if it is going to share properly but I found a reel of it. It is titled Aphroditie made me do it by Trista Mateer.
I am so broken, my wounds are open For the world to see That I am unclean I’m dirty I’m unworthy Turning, fire’s burning I hate that you hurt me I’ll take what you’ve done I hate that you’re happy I thought you were the one I hate that I still want you And miss your smile I hate everything about you I hate myself for hanging on My eyes are distorted From the lies that you’ve spoken I scream But I feel nothing It’s unreal Dirty, I’m unworthy Turning, fire’s burning I hate that you hurt me I’ll take what you’ve done I hate that you’re happy I thought you were the one I hate that I still want you And miss your smile I hate everything about you I hate myself for hanging on Breathing’s not a part of healing It doesn’t mean I’m alive inside Just because my heart’s still beating It doesn’t mean I don’t wanna die slow I hate that you hurt me I’ll take what you’ve done I hate that you’re happy I thought you were the one I hate that I still want you And miss your smile I hate everything about you I hate myself for hanging on I hate that you hurt me I’ll take what you’ve done But I hate everything about you I hate myself for hanging on Hate myself for hanging on
My 2 cents –
I feel like this one is so freaking relatable. Moving through life, and love, is hard. And though the song is obviously about a romantic type of relationship, I think that it could easily be applied to other types as well. That feeling like you wonder why you were never good enough and how much it hurts… yeah. Relatable. Sorry for the sad on main, but it came up first as I went looking for music to talk about.
When you feel that rage (When you feel that) When you feel that rage
We’re the underdogs roaming in the dark We’re the savages born from worlds apart Our past has shown just how we bleed A blind future in front of me Lost and fractured to the point of break
So come and play with that rage (that rage) Light a match and reignite the flames (the flames) This ain’t the end, we’re here to stay We rush into the unknown Fearless and brave So don’t throw it away (that rage) Won’t stop until sweet victory
We’ve been working towards the goal for most our lives Every challenge that we faced, we have survived Our confidence is growing everyday Finally it is our time to reign
Our past has shown just how we bleed A blind future in front of me Lost and fractured to the point of break
So come and play with that rage (that rage) Light a match and reignite the flames (the flames) This ain’t the end, we’re here to stay We rush into the unknown Fearless and brave So don’t throw it away (that rage) Won’t stop until sweet victory
We’re the underdogs roaming in the dark We’re the savages born from worlds apart And now I know that this is just the start We will fight for everything we are RAGE, that RAGE (when you feel that rage, when you feel that) RAGE, that RAGE (when you feel that rage, when you feel that) Rage (that rage) Light a match and reignite the flames (the flames) This ain’t the end, we’re here to stay We rush into the unknown Fearless and brave So don’t throw it away (that rage) Won’t stop until sweet victory We will go down in history So come and play with that rage (that rage)
My 2 Cents –
too many people consider Rage as a variety of anger. Rage is so much more. and at the same time is. Rage is unconscious, uncontrollable, the first instinct when we get backed into a corner…. and yes it is anger, but it is also so much more.
I was once told that I should not be angry about the abuse that I suffered… I was told that I should forgive.
Anger is a safety mechanism. forgiving allows you to forget about the pain caused. It means letting go of righteous pain. that righteous pain built me into the person that I am. it made me empathetic, it made me kind, and it made me aware of the people that exist in this world who are going to hurt others.
I wake up every morning with my head up in a daze I’m not sure if I should say this, fuck, I’ll say it anyway Everybody tries to tell me that I’m going through a phase I don’t know if it’s a phase, I just wanna feel okay, yeah
I battle with depression, but the question still remains Is this post-traumatic stressing or am I suppressing rage? And my doctor tries to tell me that I’m going through a phase Yeah, it’s not a fucking phase, I just wanna feel okay, okay?
Yeah, I struggle with this bullshit every day And it’s probably ’cause my demons simultaneously rage It obliterates me, disintegrates me, annihilates me
‘Cause I’m about to break down, I’m searching for a way out I’m a liar, I’m a cheater, I’m a non-believer I’m a popular, popular monster I break down, falling into love now with falling apart I’m a popular, popular monster
I think I’m going nowhere like a rat trapped in a maze Every wall that I knock down is just a wall that I replace I’m in a race against myself, I try to keep a steady pace How the fuck will I escape if I never close my case?
Oh my God, I keep on stressing, every second that I waste Is another second sooner to a blessing I won’t take But my therapist will tell me that I’m going through a stage Yeah, it’s not a fucking stage, I just wanna feel okay, okay
Motherfucker, now you got my attention I need to change a couple things ’cause something is missing And what if I were to lie? Tell you everything is fine Every single fucking day I get closer to the grave, I am terrified
I fell asleep at the wheel again Crashed my car just to feel again It obliterates me, disintegrates me, annihilates me
‘Cause I’m about to break down, I’m searching for a way out I’m a liar, I’m a cheater, I’m a non-believer I’m a popular, popular monster I break down, falling into love now with falling apart I’m a popular, popular fucking monster
Yeah, here we go again, motherfucker, oh We’re sick and tired of wondering Praying to a god that you don’t believe We’re searching for the truth in the lost and found So the question I ask is Oh, where the fuck is your god now?
‘Cause I’m about to break down, I’m searching for a way out I’m a liar, I’m a cheater, I’m a non-believer I’m a popular, popular monster I break down, falling into love now with falling apart I’m not a popular, popular monster
I’m a liar, I’m a cheater, I’m a non-believer I’m a popular, popular monster
My 2 Cents –
There is something awful about this process. That loss of faith. In God, In community, In Self. And it is worse when you are being told that there is something wrong with you at the same time. There is not a damn thing wrong with being a monster. Be a monster, be yourself, Be Unique (10 points if you know where that is from)
Who will save you? The voices want to end me With words just like a blade Cutting pieces from me ‘Til nothing remains, ’til I go insane Eyes in the mirror that cannot be mine Beggin’ this stranger, “Get out of my mind” Fear overcomes me when I realize It’s only me I keep on screamin’, “Help!” I cannot breathe, someone save me from this hell Trapped in this fight, all I can find is myself Alone in my mind, demons come to life (who will save you?) And over time, demons come to life Masters of seduction And I like how they dance Feeding my addiction I play their game, another hit of pain Eyes in the mirror that cannot be mine Beggin’ this stranger, “Get out of my mind” Fear overcomes me when I realize It’s only me I keep on screaming, “Help!” I cannot breathe, someone save me from this hell Trapped in this fight, all I can find is myself Alone in my mind, demons come to life (who will save you?) And over time, demons come I’m not well, I wish I was happy The world can’t help, ’cause this storm’s inside me Still, I try, I’m tryin’ to change But there’s something broken, fucked up in my brain Partum my demons, there’s no reason Part of me wants to be stuck in this dream, and I can’t save me I can’t save me (Who will save you?) I can’t save me (Who will save you?) I can’t I keep on screaming, “Help!” (Who will save you?) I cannot breathe, someone save me from this hell (who will save you?) Trapped in this fight, all I can find is myself (who will save you?) Alone in my mind (in my mind), demons come to life (who will save you?) And over time, demons come to life Who will save me when demons come to life? (Who will save you?) Who will save me when demons come to life? (Who will save you?) Who will save me? (When demons come to life) When demons come to life I’m not well, I wish I was happy (wish I was happy) Demons come to life
My 2 Cents –
this is a hard time of year for my mental health. my birthday is the 13th and I am still trying to figure out how I managed to live this long.
I’m Miss American Dream since I was seventeen Don’t matter if I step on the scene Or sneak away to the Philippines They still gon’ put pictures of my derriere in the magazine You want a piece of me? You want a piece of me
I’m Miss bad media karma Another day another drama Guess I can’t see no harm In working and being a mama And with a kid on my arm I’m still an exception And you want a piece of me
I’m Mrs. Lifestyles of the rich and famous (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. Oh my God that Britney’s shameless! (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. Extra! Extra! This just in (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. she’s too big now she’s too thin (You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. ‘You want a piece of me?’ Tryin’ and pissin’ me off Well get in line with the paparazzi Who’s flippin’ me off Hopin’ I’ll resort to startin’ havoc And end up settlin’ in court Now are you sure you want a piece of me? I’m Mrs. ‘Most likely to get on TV for strippin’ on the streets’ When getting the groceries, no, for real Are you kidding me? No wonder there’s panic in the industry I mean please
I’m Mrs. Lifestyles of the rich and famous (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. Oh my God that Britney’s Shameless (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. Exta! Extra! this just in (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. she’s too big now she’s too thin (You want a piece of me) I’m Miss American Dream since I was 17 Don’t matter if I step on the scene Or sneak away to the Philippines They still gon’ put pictures of my derriere in the magazine You want a piece of me? You want a piece of me You want a piece of me? I’m Mrs. Lifestyles of the rich and famous (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. Oh my God that Britney’s shameless! (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. Extra! Extra! this just in (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. she’s too big now she’s too thin (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. Lifestyles of the rich and famous (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. Oh my God that Britney’s shameless! (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. Extra! Extra! this just in (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. she’s too big now she’s too thin (You want a piece of me) Oh yeah You want a piece of me
My 2 Cents –
Today (Sunday) I am running around trying to get everything done. I feel like I am being pulled in a million directions…and this song just feels right. Everybody wants a piece of me today. I will get it all but I may miss out on a detail or 5.
The voices want to end me With words just like a blade Cutting pieces from me ‘Til nothing remains, ’til I go insane
Eyes in the mirror that cannot be mine Beggin’ this stranger, “Get out of my mind” Fear overcomes me when I realize It’s only me
I keep on screamin’, “Help!” I cannot breathe, someone save me from this hell Trapped in this fight, all I can find is myself Alone in my mind, demons come to life (who will save you?) And over time, demons come to life
Masters of seduction And I like how they dance Feeding my addiction I play their game, another hit of pain
Eyes in the mirror that cannot be mine Beggin’ this stranger, “Get out of my mind” Fear overcomes me when I realize It’s only me
I keep on screaming, “Help!” I cannot breathe, someone save me from this hell Trapped in this fight, all I can find is myself Alone in my mind, demons come to life (who will save you?) And over time, demons come
I’m not well, I wish I was happy The world can’t help, ’cause this storm’s inside me Still, I try, I’m tryin’ to change But there’s something broken, fucked up in my brain Partum my demons, there’s no reason Part of me wants to be stuck in this dream, and
I can’t save me I can’t save me (Who will save you?) I can’t save me (Who will save you?) I can’t
I keep on screaming, “Help!” (Who will save you?) I cannot breathe, someone save me from this hell (who will save you?) Trapped in this fight, all I can find is myself (who will save you?) Alone in my mind (in my mind), demons come to life (who will save you?) And over time, demons come to life
Who will save me when demons come to life? (Who will save you?) Who will save me when demons come to life? (Who will save you?) Who will save me? (When demons come to life)
When demons come to life I’m not well, I wish I was happy (wish I was happy) Demons come to life
My 2 Cents –
I am not ready to talk about the concert here yet…it was not pleasant. So instead I will share the original song by Halocene and Laurin Babic. Both are usually cover bands. This is a wonderful effort. I will discuss the concert another day…Probably not this week.
I can’t unhear what you said You’re so messed in the head For all the pain that you spread to me
You got to live with the fact You stuck a knife in my back And then you laughed while you watched me bleed
What you got coming to ya you did to yourself Now you got coming to ya everything i felt
Like sliding down a razor blade Feeling every cut Sucker punch into the face Then you taste the blood I hope it hurts a little I hope it hurts you bad I hope it hurts a little more than that Like burning in the flames of fire Turning into ash Walking then you’re running On a bed of broken glass I hope it hurts a little I hope it hurts you bad I hope it hurts a little more, more than that
Sure hope you know how to pray And how to self medicate Cause when you come face to face with the fear
It’s there as long as you live Don’t look to me to forgive I think you know what you did What you did what you did
What you got coming to yeah you did to yourself Now you got coming to ya everything I felt
My 2 Cents –
So Thursday I am going to the Disturbed/Falling in Reverse/Plush Concert. I admit I had not really paid any attention to Plush. Now I am listening to them to fix that. I love the other two bands…and I am starting to grow fond of this one.
Pattimouse 