songs you feel in your bones

Can't offend my modesty
Thank you for defiling me
Language pure as binary
Instruct with dishonesty
In nature there's no tragedy
Bandage them in tapestry
Trade comfort for identity
Drown me in kerosene
Kerosene
 


Yeah
Dolls of voodoo all stuck with pins
One for each of us and our sins

So you lay us in a line
Push your pins
They make us humble
Only you can tell in time
If we fall or merely stumble

But tell me
Can you heal what father's done?
Or fix this hole in a mother's son?
Can you heal the broken worlds within?
Can you strip away so we may start again?

Tell me, can you heal what father's done?
Or cut this rope and let us run?
Just when all seems fine and I'm pain free
You jab another pin
Jab another pin in me

Yeah

Mirror, mirror upon thy wall
Break this spell or become the doll
See you sharpening the pins
So the holes will remind us
We're just the toys in the hands of another
And in time the needles turn from shine to rust

But tell me
Can you heal what father's done?
Or fix this hole in a mother's son?
Can you heal the broken worlds within?
Can you strip away so we may start again?

Tell me, can you heal what father's done?
Or cut this rope and let us run?
Just when all seems fine and I'm pain free
You jab another pin
Jab another pin in me
Jab it...

Here come the pins...
(Kirk slide solo)

Blood for face
Sweat for dirt
Three X's for the stone
To break this curse
A ritual's due
I believe I'm not alone
Shell of shotgun
Pint of gin
Numb us up to shield the pins
Renew our faith
Whichever way we can
To fall in love with life again
To fall in love with life again
To fall in love with life again
To fall in love
To fall in love
To fall in love with life again

So tell me
Can you heal what father's done?
Or fix this hole in a mother's son?
Can you heal the broken worlds within?
Can you strip away so we may start again?

Yeah, tell me, can you heal what father's done?
Or cut this rope and let us run?
Just when all seems fine and I'm pain free
You jab another pin
Jab another pin in me, yeah!
No more pins in me, yeah!
No more, no more pins in me
No more, no more pins in me
No more, no more, no more
No, no, no...
 
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All my worst nights are the best times
West Coast stealing all my shut-eye
All my worst nights are the good kind
High life filtered through the lo-fi
Starting it up after dark
Chasing thoughts, cruising through Echo Park
Joined the vultures eating paradise
Getting tilted, yeah, we'll pay the price
But ain't it nice?
Never say, "Goodbye, " we say, "Hello"
Faded in the sunshine and the snow
 
So let's run away 'cause everything's broken
And we're so much more than another brick in the grave
So give me your every, give me your everything
And let's get away
'Cause everything's broken
I know that we're more than another brick in the grave
So give me your every, give me your everything
 
"Alien" - Die Antwoord.......This song hits my very core as a human being. I have really never "fit in" with people as far back as I can remember, even with my own family I've been an outcast and mistreated .Also, in my past was bullied or "controlled" which led me to believe I was not worthy of anything but negative verbal abuse and mistreatment. I have since realized people who use words to gain power and hurt others are in pain themselves and they get power from belittling and demeaning people. I now currently have gained confidence and don't let words affect me. I still don't socialize much as I have become my own best friend, soulmate and source of happiness but still a little part of me wants to find someone to play with.
 


Some days I just want to up and call it quits
I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
Every time I go to get up I just fall in pits
My life's like one great big ball of shit
If I could just put it all into all I spit
Stead of always tryin' to swallow it, instead of starin' at this wall and shit
While I sit writers block sick of all this shit, can't call it, shit
All I know is I'm about to hit the wall if I have to see another one of mom's alcoholic fits
This is it, last straw, that's all, that's it
I ain't dealin' with another fuckin' politic
I'm like a skillet, bubblin' until it filter's up
I'm about to kill it, I can feel it buildin' up
Blow this building up, I've concealed enough
My cup runneth over, I done filled it up
The pen explodes and busts, ink spills my guts
You think all I do is stand here and feel my nuts
Well I'ma show you what, you gon feel my rush
You don't feel it then it must be too real to touch
Bill the dutch, I'm about to tear shit up
Goosebumps, yea, I'ma make your hair sit up
Yea sit up, I'ma tell you who I be
I'ma make you hate me, cause you ain't me
You wait, it ain't too late to finally see
What you closed minded fucks were too blind to see
Whoever finds me is gonna get a finder's fee, Out this world
Ain't no one out they mind as me
You need peace of mind, here's a piece of mine, all I need's a line
But sometimes I don't always find the words to rhyme
To express how I'm really feelin' at that time
Yea sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Just sometimes, it's always me, how dark can these hallways be
The clock strikes midnight, one, two, then half past three
This half ass rhyme with this half ass piece of paper
I'm desperate at my desk, if I could just get the rest of this shit off my chest again
Stuck in this slump, can't think of nothin'
Fuck I'm stumped, uh, wait, here comes somethin'
Nope, it's not good enough, scribble it out
New pad, krinkle it up and throw the shit out
I'm fizzlin' out, thought I figured it out
Ball's in my court but I'm scared to dribble it out
I'm afraid, but why am I afraid, why am I slave to this trade
Cyanide, I spit to the grave, real enough to rile you up
Want me to flip it, I can rip it any style you want
I'm a switch-hitter, bitch, Jimmy Smith ain't a quitter
I'ma sit until I get enough in me to finally hit a fuckin' boilin' point
Put some oil in your joints, flip the coin bitch, come get destroyed
An M.C.'s worst dream, I make em jinxed
They hate me, see me and shake like a chain-link fence
By the looks of em you would swear that Jaws was comin'
By the screams of em you would swear I'm sawin' someone
By the way they're runnin' you would swear the law was comin'
It's now or never, and tonight it's all or nothin'
Mama, Jimmy keeps leavin' on us, he said he'd be back
He pinky-promised, I don't think he's honest
I'll be back baby, I just gotta beat this clock
Fuck this clock, I'ma make them eat this watch
Don't believe me, watch, I'ma win this race
And I'ma come back and rub my shit in your face, bitch
I found my nitch, you gon' hear my voice
Till you sick of it, you ain't gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream til I have half a lung
If I have half a chance, I'll grab it
Rabbit run!
 
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