I feel a tremendous amount of anger and frustration in this song. The confusion of youth and the fury at all the people who have excuses to keep them from engaging with the world ("I could be a smack freak and hate society...")
But damn if the last lines don't lift up my heart every time. "They can no longer move, I can no longer be still." It's titled "Hate My Way," it's not a flowery hand-holding song; it's rage and accusation, it's Don't tell me why I shouldn't even try-- I am my own me and I won't stop. I've got those lines tattooed around my wrists, to remind me to never quit or give in to the ocean of sadness.
I feel a tremendous amount of anger and frustration in this song. The confusion of youth and the fury at all the people who have excuses to keep them from engaging with the world ("I could be a smack freak and hate society...")
But damn if the last lines don't lift up my heart every time. "They can no longer move, I can no longer be still." It's titled "Hate My Way," it's not a flowery hand-holding song; it's rage and accusation, it's Don't tell me why I shouldn't even try-- I am my own me and I won't stop. I've got those lines tattooed around my wrists, to remind me to never quit or give in to the ocean of sadness.