| Cat Power – I Don't Blame You Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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It is about Kurt Cobain. The song I Don't Blame You, from 2003's You Are Free, has been taken as a rejection of fans' demands, specifically the lines: "They never owned it/ And you never owed it to them anyway." Online message boards have been filled with speculation over who it's about — Marshall herself or some other fame-troubled singer? "I've never told anybody this," she says, "but that is about Kurt Cobain. It's about him blowing his head off." http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2012/aug/18/cat-power-interview-sun?newsfeed=true |
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| Dirty Projectors – Swing Lo Magellan Lyrics | 13 years ago |
| "I saw my frame in a pool of light" | |
| Fiona Apple – Periphery Lyrics | 13 years ago |
| The periphery can also apply to vision (peripheral vision). Things on the periphery are usually seen from the corner of one's eye. Fiona is skeptical of the people and places that make up the periphery because they're (their intentions are) not within clear vision ("Have them forge you a pedigree ... run it if you want ... but not with me, 'cause I don't appreciate people who don't appreciate"). | |
| Fiona Apple – Left Alone Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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Official lyrics (from the deluxe edition): You made your major overtures When you were a sure and orotund mutt And I was still a dewy petal rather than a moribund slut My love wrecked you, you packed to twirl your skirt at the palace it hurt more than it ought to hurt, I went to work to cultivate a callous And now I'm hard, too hard to know I don't cry when I'm sad anymore, no, no. Tears calcify in my tummy Fears coincide with the tow How can I ask anyone to love me When all I do is beg to be left alone Oh, and I tried to love And I can love the same man, in the same bed, in the same city But not in the same room, it's a pity But oh, it never bothered me before Not until this guy, what a guy, oh god, What a good guy and I can't even enjoy him 'cause I'm Hard too hard to know I don't cry when I'm sad anymore Tears calcify in my tummy Fears coincide with the tow How can I ask anyone to love me When all I do is beg to be left alone My ills are reticulate My woes are granular The ants weight more than the elephants Nothing, nothing is manageable So, couldn't we skip the valedictories, I can see a door there: shut it and forget my number 'cause I'm Hard, too hard to know I don't cry I'm sad anymore Tears calcify in my tummy Fears coincide with the tow How can I ask anyone to love me when all I do is beg to be left alone. |
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