Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics –

The voices in my head keep on telling me to pray
‘Cause I’m spinning like a carousel, circling the drain
Hit the bottom of the bottle, I don’t wanna feel the pain
But that is all I got for now, I don’t wanna talk about it
The voices in my head keep on begging me to stay
If I pull the trigger now then the demons go away
And I know my time is coming so there ain’t no time to waste
So that is all I got for now, I don’t wanna talk about it
The voices in my head keep telling me to choose a side
It’s heaven or hell like it’s do or die
I’m a sad boy, you know better
Please don’t make this last forever
The voices in my head keep telling me I’m not okay
It’s feeling like a hurricane in my brain
Dark clouds, hard times, bad weather
Please don’t make this last forever
The voices in my head keep telling me I’m gonna (die)
And I don’t wanna talk about the drama, I’m trauma (tized)
They’re tellin’ me I’m fine but we both know that’s a fuckin’ (lie)
I’m losing my mind but I don’t wanna talk about it
The voices in my head keep giving me the worst advice
Kamikaze crash like a suicide
I’m a lost boy, you know better
Please don’t make this last forever
The voices in my head keep telling me I’m insane
And maybe I’m a little bit, that won’t change
Dark clouds, hard times, bad weather
Please don’t make this last forever
The voices in my head keep telling me I’m gonna (die)
And I don’t wanna talk about the drama, I’m trauma (tized)
They’re tellin’ me I’m fine but we both know that’s a fuckin’ (lie)
I’m losing my mind but I don’t wanna talk about
The voices in my head keep telling me I’m cursed
I’m paranoid, I don’t wanna make it any worse
We’re all gonna die but first things first
I’ma take the world with me when they put me in the dirt
The voices in my head keep telling me I’m cursed
I’m paranoid, I don’t wanna make it any worse
We’re all gonna die but first things first
I’ma take the world with me when they put me in the dirt
Move
(Move)
Voices in my head keep telling me I’m cursed
I’m paranoid, I don’t wanna make it any worse
We’re all gonna die, first things first
I’ma take the world with me when they put me in the dirt
The voices in my head keep telling me I’m gonna (die)
And I don’t wanna talk about the drama, I’m trauma (tized)
They’re tellin’ me I’m fine but we both know that’s a fuckin’ (lie)
I’m losing my mind but I don’t wanna talk about it
The voices in my head keep on telling me to pray
‘Cause I’m spinning like a carousel, circling the drain
Hit the bottom of the bottle, I don’t wanna feel the pain
I’m losing my mind but I don’t wanna talk about it

My 2 Cents – this is the time of year when mental health is the hardest to deal with. Addiction, family issues, and simply put trauma responses end up making it more than disaster… and then those who are trying to find the way to handle the mental health problems end up feeling like they are to blame for ruining the holidays. You can really never tell what someone else is going through. Be kind, please.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics –

[Verse 1]
There is no knowing, no showing
Your fragile side
Want to be perfect, untouchable
Like the sky
It’s so misleading, believing
That fear inside
Don’t let the light in, they’ll see it
Behind your eyes

[Chorus]
Way down we go
To the dark room
Where your pain’s the only one to greet you
Down we go
To the mind that
Will deceive you, only out to get you
Down we go
To the bottom
Now there’s only yourself to count on
Down we go
To the dark room
Can you get through all the pain insidе you?
Down we

[Verse 2]
You’re stuck with playing and gaining
Traumatic times
Want to bе stronger, the story
Of your whole life
This kind of reckless seems endless
It comes to fight
So you’re not breathing, just bleeding
Oh, what a sight

[Chorus]
Way down we go
To the dark room
Where your pain’s the only one to greet you
Down we go
To the mind that
Will deceive you, only out to get you
Down we go
To the bottom
Now there’s only yourself to count on
Down we go
To the dark room
Can you get through all the pain inside you?
Down we

[Bridge]
Down we go
To the dark room
Where your pain’s the only one to greet you
Down we go
To the mind that
Will deceive you, only out to get you
Down we

[Chorus]
Way down we go
To the dark room
Where your pain’s the only one to greet you
Down we go
To the mind that
Will deceive you, only out to get you
Down we go
To the bottom
Now there’s only yourself to count on
Down we go
To the dark room
Can you get through all the pain inside you?
Down we

My 2 Cents –
My daughter often introduces me to new music…and it gets stuck in my head. The lyrics on this one really kind of hit for me. What song is stuck in your head and why?

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Okay, I admit today is slightly different than my usual Tuesday fare. The above is a playlist I created on YouTube. It is based on a question one of my Facebook friends asked…

Quick! What is your favorite cover song that you think is better than the original?

Now that has some controversy… after all it depends on the eye of the beholder mechanic. What is good for me may not be to you.

Still, I enjoy the covers on this playlist and I thought I would share it with you. What is your favorite cover song?

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Woke up late, car’s a mess
Spilled some coffee on my dress
Trying to pick out a song
Drove too fast, missed a stop
Somehow a Policeman saw
How am I gonna pay for that?

[Pre-Chorus]
I stayed up ’til 3 a.m last night
Watching Netflix on my phone ’cause
They cut off the power line
Drank up the rest of the box wine
Oh, I know it wasn’t smart
And I say this every time
[Chorus]
I can’t adult today at all
I wanna go right back to bed
And pretend I’m not feeling well
There’s nothing that I wanna say
But ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I can’t adult today
I can’t adult today

[Verse 2]
Got to work, powered through
Headache started around 2
‘Cause I had to work through lunch
Finally, I finished up
Made it home and had enough
But I found a dog chewed couch

[Pre-Chorus]
I stayed up ’til 3 a.m last night
Watching Netflix on my phone ’cause
They cut off the power line
Drank up the rest of the box wine
Oh, I know it wasn’t smart
And I say this every time

[Chorus]
I can’t adult today at all
I wanna go right back to bed
And pretend I’m not feeling well
There’s nothing that I wanna say
But ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I can’t adult today
[Bridge]
Just another cup of coffee
I can’t adult today
Just a little bit more money
I can’t adult today
10 alarms just to remind me
I can’t adult today
Tomorrow I will try again

[Chorus]
I can’t adult today at all
I wanna go right back to bed
And pretend I’m not feeling well
There’s nothing that I wanna say
But ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I can’t adult today
I can’t adult today
I can’t adult today

My Two Cents- being sick sucks. Catching up on the work I should have done whilst sick sucks. I wanna go right back to bed…

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics:

I break the ice
So they don’t see my size
And I have to be nice
Or I’ll be the next punchline

I’m just the best friend in Hollywood movies
Who only exist to continue the story
The girl gets the guy while I’m standing off-screen
So I’ll wait for my cue to be comedic relief

Can’t be too loud
Can’t be too busy
If I don’t answer now, are they still gonna need me?
Can’t be too proud
Can’t think I’m pretty
Do they keep me around, so their flaws just seem silly?

I say I’m okay
‘Cause they wouldn’t care anyway
And I could try to explain
But my efforts in vain
They can’t relate to how I’ve

Drawn out in Sharpie where I take the scissors
If that’s what it took for me to look in the mirror
I’ve done every diet to make me look thinner
So why do I still feel so goddamn inferior?

Can’t be too loud
And can’t be too busy
If I don’t answer now, are they still gonna need me?
Can’t be too proud and
Can’t think I’m pretty
Do they keep me around, so their flaws just seem silly?

Life of the fat, funny friend
Life of the fat, funny friend

It’s funny when I think a guy likes me
And it’s funny when I’m the one who says, “Let’s go to eat”
It’s funny when I’m asked to go out on Halloween
Dresses and thigh highs, while I hide my body

Can’t be too loud
And can’t be too busy
If I don’t answer now, are they still gonna miss me?

Can’t be too loud
And can’t be too busy
If I don’t answer now, are they still gonna need me?
Can’t be too proud and
Can’t think I’m pretty
Do they keep me around, so their flaws just seem silly?

Life of the fat, funny friend
Life of the fat, funny friend
Life of the fat, funny friend
Life of the fat, funny friend

I’ve drawn out in Sharpie where I take the scissors

My Two Cents- I have been fat almost all my life. I was tiny before I hit puberty…but I hit puberty…I got fat. or so I was told.

I was two in the picture above.

And here I was ten. Through most of my teen years my mother had me on every fad diet there was. She was certain I would die before I was 30 by heart attack. So certain that she had me convinced.

My senior year of high school…I was 200 lbs….

I ended up 450 lbs and unable to move…but hey…I survived 30…

I am down to 270. I am still the same girl. the teen that didn’t understand what was wrong with me. The person who never felt like she looked good enough to be counted as cute, much less pretty.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics:

Dreaming comes so easily
‘Cause it’s all that I’ve known
True love is a fairy tale
I’m damaged, so how would I know

I’m scared and I’m alone
I’m ashamed
And I need for you to know

I didn’t say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can’t take back what you’ve taken away
‘Cause I feel you, I feel you near me

I didn’t say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can’t take back what you’ve taken away
‘Cause I feel you, I feel you near me

Healing comes so painfully
And it chills to the bone
Will anyone get close to me?
I’m damaged, as I’m sure you know

I’m scared and I’m alone
I’m ashamed
And I need for you to know

I didn’t say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can’t take back what you’ve taken away
‘Cause I feel you, I feel you near me

I didn’t say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can’t take back what you’ve taken away
‘Cause I feel you, I feel you near me

There’s mending for my soul
An ending to this fear
Forgiveness for a man who was stronger
I was just a little girl, but I can’t go back

I didn’t say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can’t take back what you’ve taken away
‘Cause I feel you, I feel you near me

I didn’t say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can’t take back what you’ve taken away
‘Cause I feel you, I feel you near me

Can’t go back

I can’t go back
I must go on

My Two Cents- I feel like the lyrics speak for me. Some days surviving is harder than others. Somedays the voices of the past are louder than they should be. I am looking at an MRI for the migraines on the 19th…The problem is I am petrified of closed in places. I was abused by someone I should have been able to trust. When I was 9 years old I finally got the courage up to tell him I would scream if he came near me again. He locked me in the trunk of his car. He said that I would die there and made me believe that He intended to kill me. Though I am nearly 40 years older than that scared little girl….I still can’t handle closed in spaces. So I am having serious issues with the upcoming test. The man who abused me killed himself a few years ago. The last time I saw him I was still a child. He is still powerful, and I am somehow powerless. Some things the mind refuses to accept. Logically, I am no longer able to be hurt by a dead man…but since when is the brain logical?

Thursday Tunes?

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics:

I’ve been dreaming of friendly faces
I’ve got so much time to kill
Just imagine people laughing
I know someday we will
And even if it’s far away
Get me through another day
Cover me in sunshine
Shower me with good times
Tell me that the world’s been spinning since the beginning
And everything will be alright
Cover me in sunshine
From a distance all these mountains
Are just some tiny hills
Wildflowers, they keep living
While they’re just standing still
I’ve been missing yesterday
But what if there’s a better place?
Cover me in sunshine
Shower me with good times
Tell me that the world’s been spinning since the beginning
And everything will be alright
Cover me in sunshine
Shower me with good times
Tell me that the world’s been spinning since the beginning
And everything will be alright
Cover me in sunshine
Cover me in sunshine
Shower me with good times
Tell me that the world’s been spinning since the beginning
And everything will be alright
Cover me in sunshine

My Two Cents- Due to personal reasons this has been a bad week. Today is not Tuesday…but I needed Music and I wanted to do some posting. So though it be Thursday…Here is some shared sunshine.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics:

I’m Not a person I am a tiny little rat
I’m Not usually formal but sometimes I wear a hat
I like simple things like boggling and getting belly pats
Cause I’m not a person I am a tiny little rat

I’m not a person I’m a couple of raccoons
We’re all dressed up in Pj’s tho we know it’s well past noon
You can say we’re trash pandas you can say we’re buffoons
I don’t care I’m not a person I’m a couple of raccoons

I’m not a person I’m three possums in a coat
We like to claim it’s Gucci, but we got it from a goat
Say it’s vintage or it’s Avant guard whatever boats your float,
I don’t care I’m not a person, I’m three possums in a coat.

I’m not a person I am four opossums stacked
Dressed up in a fancy robe I’ll tell you that’s a fact
we may look a little bigger that’s cause all the stacks are packed
I am not a person I am four opossums stacked

I am not a person I am like 27 frogs
we like poetry and moonlight and we like yelling in a bog
and we are not even a hive mind we just mostly get along
I am not a person I am like 27 frogs

My Two Cents- I usually do Youtube for the video, Today this song is from TikTok. (Second week in a row) This song is catchy and just bloody cute. I have decided I am not a person, I am 3 possums in a coat. There are other varieties of this one, but so far this is my favorite.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music
@nativecraftywitch

#duet with @jax.in.the.box_ this hit deep. Totally explains where i am in life. #witch #witchtok #boost #facts #loveyourself

♬ PIPER CJ Black Sheep Daughter – Jax 🌸

Lyrics:

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.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics:

Hello me, meet the real me
And my misfit’s way of life
A dark, black past is my
Most valued possession

Hindsight is always 20-20
But looking back, it’s still a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story, tell it to Reader’s Digest!

Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety’s attacking me
And my air is getting thin

I’m in trouble for the things
I haven’t got to yet
I’m chomping at the bit
And my palms are getting wet
Sweating bullets

Hello me, it’s me again
You can subdue, but never tame me
It gives me a migraine headache
Sinking down to your level

Yeah, just keep on thinking it’s my fault
And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance
Mankind has got to know
His limitations

Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands
And I don’t know where I’ve been

I’m in trouble for the things
I haven’t got to yet
I’m sharpening the axe
And my palms are getting wet
Sweating bullets

I hear it in here…
Blood stains on my…
The big axe…

Sweating, sweating, sweating, sweating, sweating, sweating

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.