| The Naked And Famous – Girls Like You Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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From when I first heard this song, it sounded like it was about a girl who is depressed, not a bully. Like someone who is pretty (or perhaps tries to be, but doesn't completely believe it herself) but has a hard time coping and relating to others, and her heart is stone because she can't open up to anyone. But at the same time she's afraid of being completely alone, of no one loving her (losing her beauty, not being chased), so she hides underneath pretty clothes because she needs to feel wanted. She's called a liar and a crier, so it seems like she tries to convey an image she doesn't really feel, and cries because she can't deal. In 20 minutes when she's gone, suffering for what she is, inability to get off the floor, and not being able to feel even pain anymore, all sounds like someone very depressed and potentially suicidal. Maybe it's the vocalist or the tune, but it sounds almost sympathetic to me, like that the singer knows she's got issues and sadness, and that she needs to deal with them before they get worse. |
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| That 1 Guy – One Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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From http://music.that1guy.com/track/one : Of all the dirt that we dug I think my favorite was the mud Of all the wine that we drank I think my favorite was the blood Of all the bombs that we lit I think my favorite was the dud Of all the things that we chew I think my favorite was the cud Of the cow Like that time When we lied To and fro Hope to throw Tables turn Books that burn Hurt to shine Tilt the wheel Hold the hand Cop a feel Close the deal Like that time Turpentine When we lied To and fro..... Of all the banks that we robbed I think my favorite one was mine Of all the bushes that burn The ones I like talk wise and kind Of all the toys that we smashed I think I like the ones that wind Of all the beotches we pimp slapped I like the ones that did not mind Overmatteryourheadonaplatterputthebreadinth ebatteryacidtoneicecreamConeyislandonasunn ysidedowntothewateryou'llsellmeyourdaughter i'llplotanewcourseonahorsewithnonamedroppin' pillpoppin'sonofabeotchthebugbugbitesmakem eieotch..... Of all the trees that we hugged I think I like the ones that died Of all the butts that we grabbed I remember only the wide ones Of all the whales that we beached You chose to blame it on the tide Of all the forks that we stole Just to jab each others' sides Of the shape Of the smoke Of the bang Of the pipe Twist and turn Records burn Melting wax Melting hype Hurt to change Heat exchange Burning down Turning ripe Of the shape Of the smoke Of the bang Of the pipe..... |
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| Taking Back Sunday – Summer, Man Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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| Finger Eleven – So-So Suicide Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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This song is pretty obviously about a person who generally feels like a mess and is depressed or has been going through a rough time. The first two parts sound like he finally told someone how he's been feeling and about how unhappy he's been, probably for the first time, instead of keeping everything inside ("I felt the words crawl out of my skull and now you know exactly what you should"), and how that was a hard step to take and could've all blown up in his face depending on the reaction ("felt the blisters below the words..."). The way he's been feeling has been part of him for a long time and he doesn't want to hide it anymore ("don't bother pretending...I like that I'm a mess"). And while sometimes he doesn't feel like he can handle it or doesn't want to deal with it anymore and thinks about suicide ("I can't stand it much longer in my head, I think it's time for bullets"), in the end he's trying to talk about it instead ("trying to confess") and probably just wants to feel better and be okay instead of killing himself ("but it's not time for bullets"). |
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