I am not my mother’s Pious Daughter I am one who runs barefoot cursing sharp stones I am not my mother’s righteous daughter I will tattoo my skin I will not lower my voice She birthed a witch when she wanted a lady She prayed for a child who would walk with the lord But I watch the stars and I live by the planets I cut her dreams short with the edge of my sword We’re not our mother’s saintly daughters We forge our own paths, we sing our own tune We’ll make our own family and walk with our ancestors One day we’ll meet them with a song and a broom.
My Two Cents- I usually do Youtube for the video, Today this song is from TikTok. It is a reimagination of I am my Mother’s Savage Daughter. I truly love this. I am not the daughter my mother wanted…and that does not make me less. I am me, and I think I need to remember what that really means.
Well me, it’s nice talking to myself A credit to dementia Some day you too will know my pain And smile its “black-tooth grin”
If the war inside my head Won’t take a day off I’ll be dead My icy fingers claw your back Here I come again
Feeling paranoid True enemy or false friend? Anxiety’s attacking me And my air is getting thin
Feeling claustrophobic Like the walls are closing in Blood stains on my hands And I don’t know where I’ve been
Once you committed me Now you’ve acquitted me Claiming validity For your stupidity
I’m chomping at the bit I’m sharpening the axe Here I come again, whoa! Sweating bullets
My Two Cents- Remember the war within? Yeah, I am still fighting. Don’t we all fight those voices? I have spent quite a few years worried about my mental health issues getting me locked away. Asylums are not good places. Especially when you are extremely claustrophobic. My mind is a place where so many wars have been fought. And I know I am not alone.
Wanna be loved every night Wanna know she’s only mine Breathe her in, give me life Got all these hearts in line They all wasting their time ‘Cause only you do me right
Baby, you should pick up the phone ‘Cause I’m wondering if you’re alone ‘Cause I’m driving down Sunset If you’re ’round, come get it If you come, come get it
I wanna be missed like every night I wanna be kissed like it’s the last time Say you can’t eat Can’t sleep, can’t breathe without me I wanna be held, fragile like glass ‘Cause I’ve never felt nothing like that Say you can’t walk Can’t talk, go on without me
Aren’t you tired every day? ‘Cause I run through your brain Hold me down, keep me safe This is as good as it gets Don’t you dare second guess Only want you saying yes
Baby, you should pick up the phone ‘Cause I’m wondering if you’re alone ‘Cause I’m driving down Sunset If you’re ’round, come get it If you come, come get it
I wanna be missed like every night I wanna be kissed like it’s the last time Say you can’t eat Can’t sleep, can’t breathe without me I wanna be held, fragile like glass ‘Cause I’ve never felt nothing like that Say you can’t walk Can’t talk, go on without me
Say, say you can’t eat Say, say you can’t sleep Say, say you can’t breathe You can’t breathe without me You can’t breathe without me
I wanna be missed like every night I wanna be kissed like it’s the last time Say you can’t eat Can’t sleep, can’t breathe without me I wanna be held, fragile like glass ‘Cause I’ve never felt nothing like that Say you can’t walk Can’t talk, go on without me
I wanna be missed, come hold me I wanna be kissed, come feel me Come, come make me feel missed (I wanna be missed) Come, come make me feel missed I wanna be held, come hold me I wanna be felt, come feel me Come on make me feel missed (come on make me feel) Girl, come make me feel missed Make me feel missed
My Two Cents-
It’s pride month and I couldn’t resist the urge to post a girlfriend song. I really enjoy this song. I am Pansexual. My blog is always a safe place for all. What is your favorite Gay song?
Hey, your glass is empty It’s a hell of a long way home Why don’t you let me take you? It’s no good to go alone
I never would have opened up But you seemed so real to me And after all the bullshit I’ve heard Refreshing not to see That I don’t have to pretend She doesn’t expect it from me
So, don’t tell me I Haven’t been good to you Don’t tell me I Have never been there for you Just tell me why Nothing is good enough
Hey little girl, would you like some candy? Your Momma said it’s okay The door is open, come on outside No, I can’t come out today
It’s not the wind that cracked your shoulder And threw you to the ground Who’s there that makes you so afraid? You’re shaken to the bone And no, I don’t understand You deserve so much more than this
So, don’t tell me why He’s never been good to you Don’t tell me why He’s never been there for you Don’t you know that why It’s simply not good enough
Oh, so just let me try I will be good to you Just let me try And I will be there for you I’ll show you why You’re so much more than Good enough
So, don’t tell me why He’s never been good to you Don’t tell me why He’s never been there for you Don’t you know that why It’s simply not good enough
Oh, so just let me try I will be good to you Just let me try And I will be there for you I’ll show you why You’re so much more than Good enough
My Two Cents- This song stuck with me. The person who I have always thought of when I have heard it is no longer welcome in my life…but the song still stands for the idea that I am enough. I don’t often feel like I am. I struggle with my own worth. I hope that those who are like me and struggle will hear this message. you don’t always see the ones that adore you for the perfect person you are. You are enough. You are more than enough. you are perfect.
I knew a man, called him Sandy Cane Few folks even knew his name But a hero, yes was he Left a boy, came back a man Still many just don’t understand About the reasons we are free I can’t forget the look in his eyes Or the tears he cried As he said these words to me
All Gave Some, Some Gave All Some stood through for the red, white and blue And some had to fall And if you ever think of me Think of all your liberties and recall Some Gave All
Now Sandy Cane is no longer here But his words are oh so clear As they echo throughout our land For all his friends who gave us all Who stood their ground and took the fall To help their fellow man Love your country and live with pride And don’t forget those who died America can’t you see?
All Gave Some, Some Gave All Some stood through for the red, white and blue And some had to fall And if you ever think of me Think of all your liberties and recall Some Gave All
And if you ever think of me Think of all your liberties and recall Yes recall Some Gave All Some Gave All
My Two Cents- This will post the day after Memorial Day. Those who listen to Country probably know this artist for the hit “Achy Breaky Heart” That song always pissed me off because this was the title track. It is so much better a song. It to me always personified Memorial Day. I debated about using it this week due to the fact that it will post the day after…But really the sentiment is good for any day. Though I have my issues with current American politics…I am a born and bred southern lady from the good ole US of A. My family has been a part of the country for several generations. My Great Grandfather was one of Pershing’s Own. He and my Great Grandmother and their Son Walton (A gentle soul that I loved as a child – Had Down Syndrome and was born during the time that Down Syndrome children were institutionalized. He played guitar and loved to spend time with me.) are buried not far from the tomb of the unknown soldier in Arlington National Cemetary. Great Grandfather was in World War I. By the time WWII came around, he had a family and my Great Grandmother refused to sign the permission slip for him to fight.
My stepfather – Bobby was a merchant marine.
My Aunt Elly was Navy.
My cousin (the eldest of us on my mom’s side) is a Marine.
My grandfather (Mom’s Side) was military – Though I don’t know much about him.
To all who served, and are gone, I remember you. Thank you for your sacrifice.
Well I’m an axegrinder piledriver Mother says that I never never mind her Got no brains I’m insane Teacher says that I’m one big pain I’m like a laser 6-streamin’ razor I got a mouth like an alligator I want it louder More power I’m gonna rock ya till it strikes the hour
Bang your head! metal health’ll drive you mad Band your head! metal health’ll drive you mad
Well I’m frustrated Outdated I really want to be over-rated I’m a finder and I’m a keeper I’m not a loser and I ain’t no weeper I got the boys to make the noise Won’t ever let up Hope it annoys you Join the pack Fill the crack Well now you’re here There’s no way back
My Two Cents- Today is a bad communication day for me. I was trying to figure out a good song for the post. I told Joe that I felt like I needed to bang my head against the desk because of how hard it was to communicate. He said that I had my song…yeah I guess I did. So join me in Banging my head with happy instead of frustration,
Usually, I pick a single song…Today I want to talk about covers. These have such a fine line. I love Disturbed’s cover of Song of Silence and Hate Seether’s Careless Whisper…Though both were well done the second rubs me the wrong way because of how special that song is to me. There are several songs that people don’t realize are cover songs. (Like the Fugee’s hit of “Killing me softly” was originally sung by Roberta Flack. ) Well done covers change a song and add something to it. Sometimes That makes the song terrible. Sometimes it improves it. Depends very strongly on who is listening. It is entirely possible to enjoy both versions. I love Zombie by the Cranberries and by Bad Wolves. I also enjoy Enter Sandman by both Metallica and SHEL. So covers are not always an if /or situation.
That being said…What is your favorite covered song? Who sang it originally? Who covered it, and was the cover better?
Lyrics – That’s just what they told me You could be a patriot Don’t you love your country? Don’t you wanna die for it? How could they enlist me? I was only seventeen It’s better to be thankful Than challenge their authority This is how the world is This is how they suck you in Manipulate the broken To suffer every consequence They gave me a machine gun But I don’t wanna hurt no one There’s nothing here to fight for This is someone else’s war That’s just what they told me Son, you could be a patriot Defender of your country Protector of the innocent We’ll beat ’em with a clenched fist By order of your government They said we were the good guys But what if we’re the terrorists? This is how the world is This is how they suck you in Manipulate the broken To suffer every consequence They gave me a machine gun But I don’t wanna hurt no one There’s nothing here to fight for This is someone else’s war This is how the world ends This is how they suck you in Manipulate the broken To suffer every consequence I’m only a statistic And no one even gives a shit The treatment for my shell shock Yeah, they won’t even pay for it I fired that machine gun I never meant to hurt no one And as my friends and foes bleed We satisfy a rich man’s greed Maybe I don’t know a damn thing I’ve never been through anything This is all I can be A voice for someone else’s grief He fired that machine gun She never meant to hurt no one ‘Cause once you leave a headstone You never really make it home
My 2 Cents- This song feels appropriate due to world events. There will always be war, a fact that breaks my pacifistic heart. The soldiers are not to blame for the war, they are just another victim. And I want to cry at the helplessness the whole thing brings. So I will scream that I want peace…I will cry for the lost. And I will hope that the politicians someday hear us.,
My lover’s got humor She’s the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody’s disapproval I should’ve worshiped her sooner If the Heavens ever did speak She’s the last true mouthpiece Every Sunday’s getting more bleak A fresh poison each week “We were born sick”, you heard them say it My church offers no absolutes She tells me, “Worship in the bedroom” The only Heaven I’ll be sent to Is when I’m alone with you I was born sick, but I love it Command me to be well A-, Amen, Amen, Amen Take me to church I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Good God, let me give you my life Take me to church I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Good God, let me give you my life If I’m a pagan of the good times My lover’s the sunlight To keep the Goddess on my side She demands a sacrifice Drain the whole sea Get something shiny Something meaty for the main course That’s a fine-looking high horse What you got in the stable? We’ve a lot of starving faithful That looks tasty That looks plenty This is hungry work Take me to church I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife Offer me my deathless death Good God, let me give you my life Take me to church I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife Offer me my deathless death Good God, let me give you my life No masters or kings when the ritual begins There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene Only then I am human Only then I am clean Oh, oh, Amen, Amen, Amen Take me to church I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Good God, let me give you my life Take me to church I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Good God, let me give you my life
My 2 Cents- this song speaks to me on so many levels. Sex can be both shameful and uplifting depending on the situation. It has been both for me on more than one occasion. I feel like that is what this song is talking about…that moment when sex is everything.
Lyrics I’m sitting on the floor of my home Burning everything that I own Guess I ruined something good again My life is just a fucked up freak show It’s the only thing that I know And I hope it never ever ends Everybody tells me I need fixing I think that they don’t know what they’re missing, trust me That’s just life, kicks you down whenever you try It laughs when you cry And keeps on moving ’til you die It’s okay, it’s alright It’s just another day in paradise I spiral in self-deprecation, pity party celebration Never seeing things for what they are And sadness tеases my temptation, coming off my medication Evеrything you need to be a star Everybody tells me I need fixing I think that they don’t know what they’re missing, trust me That’s just life, kicks you down whenever you try It laughs when you cry And keeps on moving ’til you die It’s okay, it’s alright It’s just another day in paradise It’s just another day, I know that it won’t change It’s just another day, it’s just another day It’s just another day, you’ll find another way It’s just another day, it’s just another day That’s just life, kicks you down the harder you fight It laughs ’til you cry And keeps on moving ’til you die It’s okay, it’s alright It’s just another day in paradise That’s just life, kicks you down whenever you try It laughs when you cry And keeps on moving ’til you die It’s okay, it’s alright It’s just another day in paradise
My 2 Cents- this song is the second song I have heard with the same title. While I enjoy Phil Collins song, this song seems like it fits me better. I have felt like this on more than one occasion.
