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    I'm doing this paper for my Senior year English class, and I'm pretty phsyched up for it (what can I say, I love music AND writing... yet I want to be an engineer, wtf?). Anyways, the assignment is to find a song, explicate it, and explain how it is a social commentary on modern day (or the time when the song was written) culture.

    I believe I will be using the song Bleed slow by Atmosphere (hey ... it's a step up from the Wu Tang song I first chose), I will post the lyrics :

    [Slug]
    I think her pony-tails are a little too tight
    Because she's alone walking with me in this moon-light
    Tonight she fits in my palm
    The storm isn't anywhere close to calm
    Look I've gone and captured the mortal
    Put my face to hers clutched her by the torso
    And when the lips touched I inhaled
    Didn't matter that she hadn't been kissed much
    It's such a shame some have a name
    And everyone becomes the same
    Can't help but adore each one he's torn
    From the pores of the face of the earth's core
    This is ones more difficult than the last one
    This one had an open window she could ask him
    If someday he'll be the one to come and save her
    Take her away before she takes her away

    [Chorus]
    Take her away to where she didn't need to go
    Life fast, bleed slow
    Will he ever know the power of speak
    Wouldn't be what it was if the prey wasn't weak

    Take a peak into the way I seek

    The water for the creek
    The daughter of the speak
    Slaughter of the meak
    The Godly technique
    The monster march is to a different beat
    She don't love herself no more
    Won't be nobody elses whore
    No one like him spoke before
    Now he's gonna take her to see the seashore
    There you can stare at the waves
    Be brave, take your place
    Your safe slowly
    He traces her face with an index fingertip full of hate
    Love 'em and leave 'em
    Love'em or they leave you
    Some see the glow but some glow is see through
    As life leaves her body he screams me too
    All he ever wanted was to teach you to reach you
    Death is the cousin of sleep
    Just close your eyes count sheep and breathe deep
    Think about the sound of relief that surrounds you
    You were already gone before I found you

    [Chorus] X4
    Live fast, bleed slow
    Live fast, bleed slow
    The power of speak


    Go ahead and post a song that you feel pretty strongly about, or just like, and tell me a little about it ... just for insight and to see how other people think, and whatnot. Thanks.
    "I got rocks on my hands just like a dope fiend."

  • #2
    Stinkfist - Tool

    Something has to change.
    Un-deniable dilemma.
    Boredom's not a burden
    Anyone should bear.

    Constant over stimu-lation numbs me
    but I would not want
    You any other way.

    Cause,
    It's not enough.
    I need more.
    Nothing seems to satisfy.
    I said,
    I don't want it.
    I just need it.
    To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive.

    Finger deep within the borderline.
    Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
    Relax, turn around and take my hand.

    I can help you change
    Tired moments into pleasure.
    Say the word and we'll be
    Well upon our way.

    Blend and balance
    Pain and comfort
    Deep within you
    Till you will not want me any other way.

    But,
    It's not enough.
    I need more.
    Nothing seems to satisfy.
    I said,
    I don't want it.
    I just need it.
    To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive.

    Knuckle deep inside the borderline.
    This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to.
    Relax. Slip away.

    Something kinda sad about
    the way that things have come to be.
    Desensitized to everything.
    What became of subtlety?

    How can this mean anything to me
    If I really don't feel anything at all?

    I'll keep digging till
    I feel something.

    Elbow deep inside the borderline.
    Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
    Shoulder deep within the borderline.
    Relax. Turn around and take my hand.
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    • #3
      i can't find the lyrics, but a couple songs that meant the world to me a few different times in my life is:

      Del Amitri- Tell her

      Tracy Chapman- promise

      Good songs, and words seem like they were spoken to me directly in many times in my life. especially the Tracy Chapman song with the fact that i am soldier staring down my 3 tour of duty overseas.
      word

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      • #4
        Cradle of Filth-Her Ghost In The Fog

        "The Moon, she hangs like a cruel portrait
        soft winds whisper the bidding of trees
        as this tragedy starts with a shattered glass heart
        and the Midnightmare trampling of dreams
        But on, no tears please
        Fear and pain may accompany Death
        But it is desire that shepherds it's certainty
        as We shall see..."

        She was divinity's creature
        That kissed in cold mirrors
        A Queen of Snow
        Far beyond compare
        Lips attuned to symmetry
        Sought Her everywhere
        Dark liqoured eyes
        An Arabian nightmare...

        She shone on watercolours
        Of my pondlife as pearl
        Until those who couldn't have Her
        Cut Her free of this World

        That fateful Eve when...
        The trees stank of sunset and camphor
        Their lanterns chased phantoms and threw
        An imquisitive glance, like the shadows they cast
        On my love picking rue by the light of the moon

        Putting reason to flight
        Or to death as their way
        They crept through woods mesmerized
        By the taffeta Ley
        Of Her hips that held sway
        Over all they surveyed
        Save a mist on the rise
        (A deadly blessing to hide)
        Her ghost in the fog

        They raped left...
        (Five men of God)
        ...Her ghost in the fog

        Dawn discovered Her there
        Beneath the Cedar's stare
        Silk dress torn, Her raven hair
        Flown to gown Her beauty bared
        Was starred with frost, I knew Her lost
        I wept 'til tears crept back to prayer

        She'd sworn Me vows in fragrant blood
        "Never to part
        Lest jealous Heaven stole our hearts"

        Then this I screamed:
        "Come back to Me
        I was born in love with thee
        So why should fate stand inbetween?"


        And as I drowned Her gentle curves
        With dreams unsaid and final words
        I espied a gleam trodden to earth
        The Church bell tower key...

        The village mourned her by the by
        For She'd been a witch
        their Men had longed to try
        And I broke under Christ seeking guilty signs
        My tortured soul on ice

        A Queen of snow
        Far beyond compare
        Lips attuned to symmetry
        Sought Her everywhere
        Trappistine eyes
        An Arabian nightmare...

        She was Ersulie possessed
        Of a milky white skin
        My porcelain Yin
        A graceful Angel of Sin

        And so for Her...
        The breeze stank of sunset and camphor
        My lantern chased Her phantom and blew
        Their Chapel ablaze and all locked in to a pain
        Best reserved for judgement that their bible construed...

        Putting reason to flight
        Or to flame unashamed
        I swept form cries
        Mesmerized
        By the taffeta Ley
        Or Her hips that held sway
        Over all those at bay
        Save a mist on the rise
        A final blessing to hide
        Her ghost in the fog

        And I embraced
        Where lovers rot...
        Her ghost in the fog

        Her ghost in the fog

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        • #5
          Art of Life by X Japan

          30 minute song.




          Desert Rose
          Why do you live alone
          If you are sad
          I'll make you leave this life
          Are you white, blue or bloody red
          All I can see is drowning in cold grey sand

          The winds of time
          You knock me to the ground
          I'm dying of thirst
          I wanna run away
          I don't know how to set me free to live
          My mind cries out feeling pain

          I've been roaming to find myself
          How long have I been feeling endless hurt
          Falling down, rain flows into my heart
          In the pain I'm waiting for you
          Can't go back
          No place to go back to
          Life is lost, Flowers fall
          If it's all dreams
          Now wake me up
          If it's all real
          Just kill me

          I'm making the wall inside my heart
          I don't wanna let my emotions get out
          It scares me to look at the world
          Don't want to find myself lost in your eyes
          I tried to drown my past in grey
          I never wanna feel more pain
          Ran away from you without saying any words
          What I don't wanna lose is love

          Through my eyes
          Time goes by like tears
          My emotion's losing the color of life
          Kill my heart
          Release all my pain
          I'm shouting out loud
          Insanity takes hold over me

          Turning away from the wall
          Nothing I can see
          The scream deep inside
          reflecting another person in my heart
          He calls me from within
          "All existence you see before you
          must be wiped out :
          Dream, Reality, Memories,
          and Yourself"

          I begin to lose control of myself
          My lust is so blind, destroys my mind
          Nobody can stop my turning to madness
          No matter how you try to hold me in your heart
          Why do you wanna raise these walls
          I don't know the meaning of hatred
          My brain gets blown away hearing words of lies
          I only want to hold your love

          Stab the dolls filled with hate
          Wash yourself with their blood
          Drive into the raging current of time
          Swing your murderous weapon into the belly
          "the earth"
          Shout and start creating confusion
          Shed your blood for pleasure
          And what ? for love ?
          What am I supposed to do ?

          I believe in the madness called "Now"
          Past and future prison my heart
          Time is blind
          But I wanna trace my love
          on the wall of time, over pain in my heart
          Art of life
          Insane blade stabbing dreams
          Try to break all truth now
          But I can't heal this broken heart in pain
          Cannot start to live, Cannot end my life
          Keep on crying

          Close my eyes
          Time breathes I can hear
          All love and sadness
          melt in my heart

          Dry my tears
          Wipe my bloody face
          I wanna feel me living my life
          outside my walls

          You can't draw a picture of yesterday, so
          You're painting your heart with your blood
          You can't say "No"
          Only turning the wheel of time
          with a rope around your neck
          You build a wall of morality and take a breath
          from between the bricks
          You make up imaginary enemies and are chased by them
          You're trying to commit suicide
          You're satisfied with your prologue
          Now you're painting your first chapter black
          You are putting the scraps of life together
          and trying to make an asylum for yourself
          You're hitting a bell at the edge of the stage
          and
          You are trying to kill me

          I believe in the madness called "Now"
          Time goes flowing, breaking my heart
          Wanna live
          Can't let my heart kill myself
          Still I haven't found what I'm looking for
          Art of life
          I try to stop myself
          But my heart goes to destroy the truth
          Tell me why
          I want the meaning of my life
          Do I try to live, Do I try to love
          in my dream

          I'm breaking the wall inside my heart
          I just wanna let my emotions get out
          Nobody can stop
          I'm running to freedom
          No matter how you try to hold me in your world
          Like a doll carried by the flow of time
          I sacrificed the present moment for the future
          I was in chains of memory half-blinded
          Losing my heart, walking in the sea of dreams
          Close my eyes
          Rose breathes I can hear
          All love and sadness melt in my heart
          Dry my tears
          Wipe my bloody face
          I wanna feel me living my life
          outside my mind

          Dreams can make me mad
          I can't leave my dream
          I can't stop myself
          Don't know what I am
          What lies are truth ?
          What truths are lies ?

          I believe in the madness called "Now"
          Time goes flowing, breaking my heart
          Wanna to live
          Can't let my heart kill myself
          Still I haven't found what I'm looking for
          Art of life
          I try to stop myself
          But my heart goes to destroy the truth
          Tell me why
          I want the meaning of my life
          Do I try to live, Do I try to love

          Art of life
          An Eternal Bleeding heart
          You never wanna breathe your last
          Wanna live
          Can't let my heart kill myself
          Still I'm feeling for
          A Rose is breathing love
          in my life
          Life is what you make of it.

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          • #6
            sir mixalot baby got back,, not sure of lyrics but i remember this part..

            my anaconda dont want none unless you got buns hun,,
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            • #7
              do something from Nirvana; you'll get an A

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              • #8
                Originally posted by ChrisThePirate
                do something from Nirvana; you'll get an A
                Nirvana - All Apologies (j/k)
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                • #9
                  3 Days Grace - Just Like You

                  I could be mean, I could be angry, you know I could be just like you. I could be fake, I could be stupid, you know I could be just like you. You thought you would stand beside me, but you were only in my way, your wrong if you think that I'll be just like you. You thought you'd be there to guide me, but you were only in my way, your wrong if you think that I'll b just like you. You thought you'd be there to guide me, but you were only in my way, your wrong if you think that I'll be just like you.
                  I could be cold, I could be ruthless, you know i could be just like you. I could be weak, I could be senseless, you know I could be just like you. You thought you would stand beside me, but you were only in my way, your wrong if you think that I'll be just like you. You thought you'd be there to guide me, but you were only in my way, your wrong if you think that I'll b just like you. You thought you'd be there to guide me, but you were only in my way, your wrong if you think that I'll be just like you.


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                  • #10
                    Get ready to call the Psyche Ward. Here's one of my favorites from Judas Priest, it's called Beyond the realms of Death. It seems to me to be about an invalidic person who shuts down from the rest of the world and isn't happy until he passes from this place. Very cool sad song! I'd recommend it to any Priest fan.

                    He had enough
                    He couldn't take anymore
                    He'd found a place
                    In his mind and slammed the door
                    No matter how they tried
                    They couldn't understand
                    They washed and dressed him
                    Fed him by hand

                    Yeah! I've left the world behind
                    I'm safe here in my mind
                    Free to speak with my own kind
                    This is my life, this is my life
                    I'll decide not you

                    Withdrawn he'd sit there
                    Stare blank into space
                    No sign of life
                    Would flicker on his face
                    Until one day he smiled
                    It seemed as though with pride
                    The wind kissed him
                    Goodbye - and then he died

                    Yeah! I've left the world behind
                    I'm safe here in my mind
                    Free to speak with my own kind
                    This is my life, this is my life
                    I'll decide not you

                    Keep the world with all its sin
                    It's not fit for livin' in
                    Yeah! I will start again
                    It can take forever, and ever, and ever
                    And ever, but I'll still win.

                    [SOLO (Glenn)]

                    How many like him,
                    Are there still
                    But to us, all
                    Seem to have lost the will
                    They lie in thousands
                    Plagued and lost
                    Is nothing worth this bitter cost

                    Yeah! I've left the world behind
                    I'm safe here in my mind
                    Free to speak with my own kind
                    This is my life, this is my life
                    I'll decide not you

                    Keep the world with all its sin
                    It's not fit for livin' in
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                    • #11
                      Let's get some rap up in here. Although I am not a huge rap fan, I really like this song and always have. If I'm at a club and this comes on (very rarely) I will do a little dance everytime.

                      Outkast
                      "Da Art of Storytellin' (Part 1)"

                      [Big Boi]
                      Yea..
                      Somebody hit me the other day, for a rendezvous
                      Was it the bitch that fucked the Goodie, and the Dungeon Crew
                      Let's say her name was Suzy Skrew, cause she SCREWED a lot
                      Makin a nigga hit that chonk, at legitimate spots
                      Not no parks, backseats, or things of that nature
                      Had to hate ya playa, I'm dickin the hoe down never said I paid her
                      Straight laid her, slayed the bitch like Darth Daver, made her
                      From College Park and Fayette, all the way down to Decatur
                      Like Jada, her wig was sharp and sporty, that was shorty
                      Safe as a snake on eggs in a Beamer eight-hundred-forty
                      It's foggy, I went to the crib to call her but she lost me
                      My baby mamma beeped seven o'clock it's gonna cost me
                      but I still wanna cut her though, maybe she had to work
                      I caught her in the mall, wearin a real tight skirt
                      She was, fine as FUCK, I wanted to sex the hoe up
                      She said, "Let's hit the parking lot so I can sick your duck"
                      I said, "Cool, I really wanted to cut you but this'll do.
                      I gotta pick up my daughter plus my baby mamma beeped me too."
                      She said she understood then everything was kosher
                      I gave her a Lil' Will CD, and a fuckin poster
                      It's like that now

                      It's like that now, you better go on
                      and get, the hump, up out your back now
                      It's about four, or five, cats
                      off in my 'Llac now
                      We just, shoot, game in the
                      form of story rap now (yeah)
                      It's like that now, it's like that now

                      [Andre Benjamin]
                      Now Suzy Skrew had a partna named Sasha (Sasha), Thumper (Thumper)
                      I remember her number like the summer
                      when her and Suzy yeah they threw a slumber - - party
                      but you can not call it that cause it was slummer
                      Well it was more like spend the night
                      Three in the morning yawnin dancin under street lights
                      We chillin like a villain and a nigga feelin right
                      in the middle of the ghetto on the curb, but in spite
                      all of the bullshit we on our back starin at the stars above
                      (aww man) Talkin bout what we gonna be when we grow up
                      I said what you wanna be, she said, "Alive" (hmm)
                      It made me think for a minute, then looked in her eyes
                      I coulda died, time went on, I got grown
                      Rhyme got strong, mind got blown, I came back home
                      to find lil Sasha was gone
                      Her mamma said she with a nigga that be treatin her wrong
                      I kept on singin my song and hopin at a show
                      that I would one day see her standin in the front row
                      But two weeks later she got found in the back of a school
                      With a needle in her arm, baby two months due, Sasha Thumper

                      It's like that now, you better go on
                      and get, the hump, up out your back now
                      It's about four, or five, cats
                      off in my 'Llac now
                      We just, shoot, game in the
                      form of story rap now (yeah)
                      It's like that now, it's like that now

                      It's like that now, you better go on
                      and get, the hump, up out your back now
                      It's about four, or five, cats
                      off in my 'Llac now
                      We just, shoot, game in the
                      form of story rap now (yeah)
                      It's like that now, it's like that now
                      What really happened to Abe Lincoln - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XQtzryVP1BA

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                      • #12
                        the underpants song
                        im not hardcore, im not cool, pretending any different would be acting the fool--- ill leave that to those who are good at it

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                        • #13
                          Although those songs may be moving, I wouldn't really categorize them as social commentaries. If you're looking for a social commentary song:

                          Have a Cigar - Pink Floyd
                          For What It's Worth - Buffalo Springfield
                          Eulogy - Tool
                          Changes - 2pac

                          There's a song for every popular genre.

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                          • #14
                            Social commentary and attitude. Don't p*ss off country boys.

                            Charlie Daniels - In America

                            Well the eagle's been flyin' slow
                            And the flag's been flyin' low
                            And a lotta people sayin' that America's
                            fixin' to fall
                            Well speakin' just for me
                            And some people from Tennessee
                            We've got a thing or two to tell you all
                            This lady may have stumbled
                            But she aint never failed
                            And if the Russians don't believe that
                            They can all go straight to hell
                            We're gonna put her feet back
                            On the path of righteousness and then
                            God bless America again

                            CHORUS
                            And you never did think
                            That it ever would happen again
                            ( In America, did you )
                            You never did think
                            That we'd ever get together again
                            ( We damn sure could )
                            Yeah, we're walkng real proud
                            And we're talkin' real loud again
                            ( In America )
                            You never did think
                            That it ever would happen again

                            From The Sound up in Long Island
                            Out to San Francisco Bay
                            And everthing that's in between them
                            Is our own
                            And we may have done a little bit
                            Of fightin' amongst ourselves
                            But you outside people best leave us
                            alone
                            'Cause we'll all stick together
                            And you can take that to the bank
                            That's the cowboys and the hippies
                            And the rebels and and the yanks
                            You just go and lay your hand
                            On a Pittsburgh Steelers' fan
                            And I think you're gonna finally
                            understand
                            "The problem is not that there are problems. The problem is expecting otherwise and thinking that having problems is a problem." -
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