P.O.S. Is Ruining My Life

I've decided to beat a dead horse and post what I believe to be the correct lyrics. I've loved P.O.S. for a while now, and have listened to this song more times than I can tell. Hopefully that means something.

"If you come down and just breathe, and just breathe in and out (Whole lot better)...

It was buried under a flask in a Carton (could be 'and I caught it') peeking from the bottom of a glass All this nonsense, innocence, common sense, consequence... Indulgence in bourbon, this herb A twin city kid's just disturbed

I look around and see the same shit from her She can just sit silent, watch her life just pass by in a blur Ain't it funny We can sneak into our lives in a stir Over the perfect things to say and then just choke on the words

Everybody wanna be the next Everybody wanna be in step Everybody wanna fuck Everybody want the consequence While playing the fence Everybody's got shit luck Everybody wanna move to they own beat Everybody wanna make a dent Every girl's just lookin' for the next best thing Every boy's in love with his girl's best friend

Everybody hates me, everybody wanna fight...

We can't stand to wake up with the sun, But can't sleep in the moonlight I'm right there with ya I'm sick within my own skin I've got the clothes and the jaded grin I'm at the bar or the coffee shop But I don't like drinkin' and I fuckin' hate coffee shops

I'm off to stop the world It's been spinnin' like a tilt-a-whirl This ain't amusement, I'm-a lose it... (Two cents, two cents, this bullshit...uh) Give two cents And everybody seems to have the same change but can't break my five-oh (or five up) Two cents... But I can't spare nothin' if I'm holdin' the cup, it's like...

If you come down and just breathe And just breathe in and out You'll feel a whole lot better Close your eyes, disappear If you can't see them, then they can't see you ...Right? Close your eyes.

I can never be what I wanna be, nothin' but a man Nothin's evil inside of me, nothin I can understand If I try So I try To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand (Repeat) This... (or 'fist')

And it's strained, I think it might break Scratch Crack Silence This... And it's strained, I think it might break Scratch Crack...

I... live in a city like any other, We all live alone The only difference is we don't seem to know it Frozen and lonesome, Winter's cold In the Summer, gotta wait for the loathing Holding our posture so low And we drink, so there's not much worth noting

Strolling, so vacant, so shaken So cold, so gone, so mistaken So broke, so... So complacent, So worn out, so worn out, so worn out So full of doubt So full of restraint, so full of that self control ...or the lack thereof That we doubt the soul

Chorus

I can never be what I wanna be Nothin' but a man. Nothin's evil inside of me, nothin' I can understand If I try... So I try To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand, A fist. (or this)"

Gotta love lyrical confusion. Anyway, how about what it means? The struggle for our ideal selves, or not even that. I think it's just about how we strive to be something we're not, and convince ourselves that it's better than what we are. Also, we ignore our problems sometimes, close our eyes to them...hard for me to explain, but you can definitely feel it when you listen to the song lol. Awesome song, awesome artist.

here's my take -- I got it from listening to both the album track and the live track from the 89.3 Live Current vol. 2. Should be flawless:

It was buried under a flask and uh Caught it peekin' from the bottom of a glass All this nonsense, innocence, common sense, consequence Indulgence in bourbon, this herb, and twin city kids, just disturbed

I look around to see the same shit from her She can just sit silent, watchin' life just pass by in a blur Ain't it funny? We can sneak into our lives and then stir Over the perfect things to say And then just choke on the words?

Everybody wanna be the next Everybody wanna be in step Everybody wanna fuck Everybody want the consequence of playin' defense Everybody's got shit luck Everybody wanna move to they own beat Everybody wanna make a dent Every girl is lookin' for the next best thing Every boy's in love with his girl's best friend Everybody hates me Everybody wanna fight

We can't stand to wake up in the sun But can't sleep in the moonlight I'm right there wit ya I'm shakin' in my own skin I got the closed and the jaded grin I'm at a bar with a coffee shop But I don't like drinkin' And I fuckin' hate coffee shops I'm off the stop the world It's been spinning like a tilt-a-whirl This ain't amusment, I'm a lose it (Got two cents) It was bullshit, uh Got two cents But everybody seems to have the same change but can't break my five up Two cents, (yeah right) but can't spend nothing if I'm holdin' the cup it's like

If you come down and just breathe, and just breathe in and out You'll feel a whole lot better, close your eyes, disappear If you can't see them, then they can't see you Right, close your eyes

I can never be what I wanna be Nothin' but a man Nothin's even inside of me Nothin I can understand If I try, and so I try To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand

I can never be what I wanna be Nothin' but a man Nothin's even inside of me Nothin I can understand If I try, and so I try To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand

A voice, And it's strained to think It might break Scratch, Crack, Silence, Voice, And It's strained to think It might break Scratch, Crack,

Ah! Live in the city, like any other We all live alone The only difference is we don't seem to know it Frozen and lonesome, When it's cold In the summer gotta wait for the loathing Holding, our posture so low And we drink so there's not much worth noting Strolling, so vagrant, so shaken, so grown, so gone, so mistaken So broke, so, so complacent, so worn out, so worn out, so worn out So full of doubt, so full of restraint So full of that self-control, or the lack thereof That we doubt the soul

If you come down and just breathe, and just breathe in and out You'll feel a whole lot better, close your eyes, disappear If you can't see them, then they can't see you Right, close your eyes

I can never be what I wanna be Nothin' but a man Nothin's even inside of me Nothin I can understand If I try, and so I try To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand

So yeah, the part where he talks about spare change. The line "but can't bring my father" is actually "but can't break my five up"

and to be more nit-picky, the part in the second stanza is supposed to say "watch her life PASS BY in a blur"

yeah.

I agree with mourningthebestofme, they are completely right. I feel like these lyrics are about how stupid people are, and POS is just talking about how the people that crowd this world are like and what they do. Very great lyrics and very amazing rap artist. People do strive to be something that we can NEVER be, but that is the way life is, and will be forever. Great song, the first time I heard I just had to repeat it over and over again.

Yea, this is one of my favorite songs of all time.

Here are my thoughts:

Its kinda like a recovering alcoholic's anthem - or, at least someone who wants to recover but can't. I think it starts with the reasons behind turning to booze (the ambiguous "it" in the first line) and being encouraged by everybody else doing it (my thoughts are that P.O.S. is Product of Society, and he frequently references the things other people do; also, it makes sense that to be a "product of society" would ruin your life).

"I can see the same shit from her" to me means he's looking at his girl, who is in just as bad of a state. She's fine with the life they lead and is o.k. with living life in a drunken blur.

He's also saying that isn't it ironic that we have such great plans for ourselves, and get consumed with finding purpose "sneak into our lives", but then we never act on them ("stir over the perfect things to say and then just choke on the words").

He then expands on this with the "everybody" stanza, noting that people want to be recognized and accomplished while also having fun and not taking sides/offending people (I hear "everybody want the consequence of playing the fence"). Basically, you can't have it all without being shallow.

To me this is the build-up, afterwards saying if you turn on society, you'll make a lot of enemies ("everybody hates me, everybody wanna fight").

There can be a lot more analysis viewing it in this light, but the take-home to me is that using drugs and alcohol as an escape only indicates the larger problem in the lives we lead.

Anybody else see this? I didn't look at it this way until I heard the song so many times that I memorized the lyrics and it finally resonated with me.

these lyrics are wayyyyyyyy off, so cut me a break, i did my best and it took like an hour or two...lemme know guys

Yeah, way off.

Here's what I got.

…If you come down then just breathe and just breathe in and out…

It was buried under a flask in a cart of people From the bottom of a glass all this Nonsense, innocence, common sense, consequence Indulgence in Bourbon, this herb, a Twin City kid’s just disturbed

I look around and see the same shit from her She could just sit silent and watch her life just past in a blur Ain’t it funny, we can sneak into our lives in a stir, Over the perfect things to say and then just choke on the words

Everybody wanna be the next, Everybody wanna be in step, Everybody wanna fuck, Everybody want the consequence without a defense, Everybody got shit luck, Everybody wanna move to they own beat, Everybody wanna make a dent, Every girl is looking for the next best thing, Every boy is in love with his girls best friend, Everybody hex me, everybody wanna fight.

We can’t stand and not burn in the sun, but can’t sleep in the moonlight, I’m right there witcha, I’m sick of my own skin, I got the clothes and the jaded grin, I’m at the bar or the coffee shop, But I don’t like drinkin and I fuckin hate coffee shops

So I’ll just stop the world, it’s spinnin like a Tilt-a-whirl, This ain’t amusement, ima lose it … it’s bullshit… I give two cents but not everyone seems to have the same change But can’t bring my father, two cents? I can’t spare nothing if I’m holdin the cup.

If you come down then just breathe and just breathe in and out You’ll feel a whole lot better, close your eyes Just believe if you can’t see them then they can’t see you, right? Close your eyes.

I can never be what I wanna be nothing but a man, Nothings evil inside of me, nothing I can understand If I try, so I try to get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand

I can never be what I wanna be nothing but a man, Nothings evil inside of me, nothing I can understand If I try, so I try to get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand, a fist…

And it’s strained to think it might be ok, Scratch, crack, silence, fist… And it’s strained to think it might break, Scratch, crack…

I live in the city like any other, We all live alone, The only difference is we don’t seem to know it Frozen and lonesome, it’s cold

In the summer gotta wait for the loathing Holding our posture so low, And we drink so there’s not much worth noting.

Strolling, so vacant, so shaken, So cold, so gone, so mistaken, So broke so, so complacent, So worn out, so worn out, so worn out

So full of doubt, so full of restraint, So full of that self control, Or the lack thereof, That we doubt the soul.

If you come down then just breathe and just breathe in and out You’ll feel a whole lot better, close your eyes Just believe if you can’t see them then they can’t see you, right? Close your eyes.

I can never be what I wanna be nothing but a man, Nothings evil inside of me, nothing I can understand If I try, so I try to get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand…

This, of course, isn't perfect either. but a lot better than the posted one.

actually yeah, i think he says 'calm' not 'come' in the chorus. wups.

thanks for the help guys

it's deff come