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What's coming through is alive.
What's holding up is a mirror.
But what's singing songs is a snake, it is,
Looking to turn my piss to wine.
They're both totally void of hate, and,
Killing me just the same.
The snake behind me hisses,
What my damage could have been.
My blood before me begs me,
Open up my heart again.
And I feel this coming over like a storm again, considerately...
Venomous voice tempts me,
And drains me, bleeds me,
Leaves me cracked and empty,
Drags me down like some sweet gravity.
The snake behind me hisses,
What my damage could have been.
My blood before me begs me,
Open up my heart again.
And I feel this coming over like a storm again, now.
And I feel this coming over like a storm again, now...
I am too connected to you to slip away, fade away.
Days away I still feel you touching me, changing me and considerately killing me.
Considerately killing me.
Considerately killing me.
Considerately killing me.
Without the skin here,
Beneath the storm.
Under these tears now,
The walls came down.
Once the snake is drowned and as I look in his eyes,
My fear begins to fade,
Recalling all of the times I could have cried then.
I should have cried then.
As the walls come down and as I look in your eyes,
My fear begins to fade,
Recalling all of the times I have died, and will die.
It's alright.
I don't mind.
I don't mind.
I don't mind.
I am too connected to you to slip away, fade away.
Days away I still feel you touching me, changing me and considerately killing me.
Considerately killing me, yeah.
Considerately killing me.
What's holding up is a mirror.
But what's singing songs is a snake, it is,
Looking to turn my piss to wine.
They're both totally void of hate, and,
Killing me just the same.
The snake behind me hisses,
What my damage could have been.
My blood before me begs me,
Open up my heart again.
And I feel this coming over like a storm again, considerately...
Venomous voice tempts me,
And drains me, bleeds me,
Leaves me cracked and empty,
Drags me down like some sweet gravity.
The snake behind me hisses,
What my damage could have been.
My blood before me begs me,
Open up my heart again.
And I feel this coming over like a storm again, now.
And I feel this coming over like a storm again, now...
I am too connected to you to slip away, fade away.
Days away I still feel you touching me, changing me and considerately killing me.
Considerately killing me.
Considerately killing me.
Considerately killing me.
Without the skin here,
Beneath the storm.
Under these tears now,
The walls came down.
Once the snake is drowned and as I look in his eyes,
My fear begins to fade,
Recalling all of the times I could have cried then.
I should have cried then.
As the walls come down and as I look in your eyes,
My fear begins to fade,
Recalling all of the times I have died, and will die.
It's alright.
I don't mind.
I don't mind.
I don't mind.
I am too connected to you to slip away, fade away.
Days away I still feel you touching me, changing me and considerately killing me.
Considerately killing me, yeah.
Considerately killing me.
Lyrics submitted by implode, edited by AnthraxPrincess, AdamArtz
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DEAR TOOL FRIEND, thanks a lot for your great psychologic parenting explanation for the song H from Tool. Well and you know this world it is full of opressive governments, abusive concentration of wealth and power in a few, and the police fascism against people. I think that the oligarchic dictatorial governments that the world has had for the last 3000 years has an impact on the family dictatorship at home of parents verbally and morally abusing their children. So in this case parents are like the oppressive governments and the children are the working class. However I want to say something related to this, i admit that I have had many verbal fights with my father, and my father has had sometimes an oppressive dictatorial way of treating me and my brothers and sisters. But I think that this is ingrained in the capitalist system.
I think that the only solution for this is a mental, spiritual, socialist, christian revolution in this world(Not the Republican Party type of christianity), i mean the liberating socialist-christianity.
And many simplistic people in this world are very wrong in blaming all their personal failures in life on Obama and the capitalist ruling class. But the dictatorial abusive parenting is also to blame. However that dictatorial way of treating children is really rooted in the capitalist oligarchic dictatorial political system we have in USA and in many many other nations.
Only a political revolution toward workers socialism can be a solution for this male-supremacist system and dictatorial system of abusive parents, abusive husbands, abusive teachers, abusive institutions etc.
thanks
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