Lyrics to a song have always been a huge deal for me, I like to always decipher them and hear the inner story… I came across a song I hadn’t heard in years. Hearing the familiar song made me cry, not the silent kind of tears, but the body shaking sobs that take you over for hours at a time… The kind of cry session that makes you think of every single event in your screwed up twisted life. The words to the song spinning in your head over and over again…
It was probably the most amazing thing I have ever felt… Finally letting something take over me, just giving up for a while and drifting off into a world of pure nothing. I haven’t stopped listening to that beautiful song for a few days… I haven’t tired of the tears springing to my eyes. I haven’t tired of the same melody. This really has helped me, words can’t express this feeling… This feeling is hope… I have no idea why this simple song as affected me as it has… but.. I’m so hopeful, I guess you could say, that, maybe I can actually do this. I can make it out alive.
I lock the door
Turn on the water
And Bury that sound
So no one hears anything anymore
Mirror lie to me, tell me you can see
Maybe you won’t be able to recognize me now
I know you can feel, all the things you steal
And you’re taking, you’re takin it
Feeling so easy
Make me skin and bones
I’m always on my knees for you
You break like it’s even
When you’re faking it
Thin, Where have you been?
Well sometimes it burns
Maybe I’ll wash it out
It all looks so big
Nevermind, I don’t feel anything
It only hurt a bit
And I still feel like shit
And I think you won’t be able to recognize me now
It’s easier to quit
It’s harder to admit and
You’re pushin me, you’re fucking pushin me!
Feeling so easy
Make me skin and bones
I’m always on my knees for you
You break like it’s even
When you’re leavin’ it
Thin, Where have you been?
Cause you always win
And you all…
YEAAAAHHH!
Laughin’ like it works
Bleeding like it don’t hurt
Knock you off your feet
Even if you need me
Tear you apart,
And I hate how I need you
Feeling so easy make me skin and bones
I’m always on my knees for you
Break like it’s even
When you’re leavin’ it
Too fucking easy
Make me skin and bones
I’m always on my knees for you
Break like it’s even
When you’re leavin’ it
Thin, where have you been?
You always win
And you all…
All…
I will burn all this (x9)
-Skin and Bones by Marianas Trench
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I actually know that song, I’d say that Skin&Bones is a honest song about Ana.
And I feel the same way when it comes to lyrics and poetry. Art touches us, there’s no escape.
The song is about Josh Ramsays fight with Bulimia… It really hit me right in the heart, even though I’m not Bulimic.
I actually know that song, I’d say that Skin&Bones is a honest song about Ana.
And I feel the same way when it comes to lyrics and poetry. Art touches us, there’s no escape.
Someone I love is anorexic… I’d say that I can understand a little of your pain. I wish you peace, Why.
I love poetry. Good poetry. Not butterflies and cupcakes.
Here’s a great one.
“there is a loneliness in this world so great
that you can see it in the slow movement of
the hands of a clock.
people so tired
mutilated
either by love or no love.
people just are not good to each other
one on one.
the rich are not good to the rich
the poor are not good to the poor.
we are afraid.
our educational system tells us
that we can all be
big-ass winners.
it hasn’t told us
about the gutters
or the suicides.
or the terror of one person
aching in one place
alone
untouched
unspoken to
watering a plant.â€
― Charles Bukowski, Love is a Dog from Hell
I love poetry. Good poetry. Not butterflies and cupcakes.
Here’s a great one.
“there is a loneliness in this world so great
that you can see it in the slow movement of
the hands of a clock.
people so tired
mutilated
either by love or no love.
people just are not good to each other
one on one.
the rich are not good to the rich
the poor are not good to the poor.
we are afraid.
our educational system tells us
that we can all be
big-ass winners.
it hasn’t told us
about the gutters
or the suicides.
or the terror of one person
aching in one place
alone
untouched
unspoken to
watering a plant.â€
― Charles Bukowski, Love is a Dog from Hell
I keep doubling up posts by mistake. Sorry.
These lyrics are beautiful. Here are some i love and that mean alot to me-
“you stand with the gun in your hand
staring at the wall with a look so sad
thinking about who really cares
and will they even notice if I just disappeared
in one bang, blood rushed to the head
shed rather fly through the sky than walk with the dead
she stays high while the world goes by
just another day here waiting to die
but life is beautiful
share a little love with the whole wide world
every boy and girl sing along
when we sing why-o,
why-o
and she cries but her man denies
its funny how love comes with so many lies
he said he’d never do it again
so she puts on a smile and starts to pretend
and she hides all the pain inside
while filling up her arms with pretty little lines
she cuts with no intent to kill
this time she didn’t do it
but someday she will
but life is beautiful
so share a little love with the whole wide world
every boy and girl sing this song
when we sing why-o,
why-o
and hey, you’re beautiful
and there’s enough love for the whole wide world
every boy and girl sing along
when we sing why-o,
why-o
and hey,
I know that you can find a way
you’re beautiful to me
no matter what the people say
its all gonna be okay
you’re beautiful to me
too weak, too weary to try
too angry inside, well so am I
I’m all alone with nobody else
I’m so in need of help, I keep reminding myself
that life is beautiful
so share a little love with the whole wide world
every boy and girl sing along
when they sing why-o,
why-o
and hey, you’re beautiful
and there’s enough love for the whole wide world
every boy and girl sing the song
when they sing why-o,
why-o
and hey,
I know that you can find a way
you’re beautiful to me
no matter what the people say
it’s all gonna be okay
you’re beautiful to me
it’s all gonna end someday
it’s all gonna fade away
you’re beautiful to me
you’re beautiful to me
you’re beautiful to me
you’re beautiful to me
you’re beautiful to me”
-P.O.D, Beautiful