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ive heard that song alot, its a nice gentle song. although the video was kind of weird, didnt think it matched the song.

in general i only wish "punk" rock which seems to include alot of pop rock would make better songs. after listening to the stuff for a while it all blurs together

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If I was a rich man

I'd buy you some shoes

Tall boots for all the dirt you walk through

What would that do?

Enable you to deal

Without schooling you on how to touch what's real

And if I was a smart man

I'd tell you everything that I knew

And give it to you every time you need a talking to

But what would that do?

Teach you my guidelines

So you can be a cheerleader at your game on the sidelines

And if I was a driver

I'd keep my headlights on

To see the difference between right and wrong

I'd wear my seatbelt even when I'm in park

Cause I don't trust the other fools that cruise through these

parts

And if I was a better cook

I'd hook up a feast

Set a table full of food for the children to eat

I encourage the nourishment so we can breathe

With the knowledge that we got something accomplished

And if I was Santa Claus, I'd fight for the cause

Wouldn't expect nothing in return

I'd give you everything you want, I'd be everything you need

So you can take my hand and I can take the lead

And if I was an honest man

I would stop writing songs

I'd break for a nervous breakdown for breakfast

Tell everyone I knew to stay away from making music

It ain't nothing but a confusing mess (confusing mess)

And if I was you, I wouldn't hear a word I said

Wouldn't trust nothing to start it up inside my head

I'd make a conscious effort to live instead

Of trying to kill the monsters that reside underneath the bed

And if I was a hurt man

I'd find a way to put my faith

Into a woman that could take me from today

Maybe

I need somebody that could save me

From the parts of myself that keep making me crazy

And if I was a wise man

I'd climb to the top of the mountain peak

To think about strength versus weakness

I'd find a point that rests a couple of feet above your head

And figure out how I could try to help you reach it

(Ho ho ho)

And if I did have a choice

I'd never want to live forever

Just let me have a voice so I can make my points

I can't imagine running a race with no finish line

Just let me keep my pace and make to most of my time

I love giving but I'm bad at receiving

The truth is, I'd prefer to be the one bleeding

But I'm a paranoid that stays between play and work

Cautious and aware, 'cause I'm afraid of being hurt

Which brings me to the issue

And that would be this:

How often must I ask myself why I exist?

I feel like a freak, this world is a circus

Just trying to find myself as well as my purpose

best song to listen to whenever im depressed

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If I was a rich man

I'd buy you some shoes

Tall boots for all the dirt you walk through

What would that do?

Enable you to deal

Without schooling you on how to touch what's real

And if I was a smart man

I'd tell you everything that I knew

And give it to you every time you need a talking to

But what would that do?

Teach you my guidelines

So you can be a cheerleader at your game on the sidelines

And if I was a driver

I'd keep my headlights on

To see the difference between right and wrong

I'd wear my seatbelt even when I'm in park

Cause I don't trust the other fools that cruise through these

parts

And if I was a better cook

I'd hook up a feast

Set a table full of food for the children to eat

I encourage the nourishment so we can breathe

With the knowledge that we got something accomplished

And if I was Santa Claus, I'd fight for the cause

Wouldn't expect nothing in return

I'd give you everything you want, I'd be everything you need

So you can take my hand and I can take the lead

And if I was an honest man

I would stop writing songs

I'd break for a nervous breakdown for breakfast

Tell everyone I knew to stay away from making music

It ain't nothing but a confusing mess (confusing mess)

And if I was you, I wouldn't hear a word I said

Wouldn't trust nothing to start it up inside my head

I'd make a conscious effort to live instead

Of trying to kill the monsters that reside underneath the bed

And if I was a hurt man

I'd find a way to put my faith

Into a woman that could take me from today

Maybe

I need somebody that could save me

From the parts of myself that keep making me crazy

And if I was a wise man

I'd climb to the top of the mountain peak

To think about strength versus weakness

I'd find a point that rests a couple of feet above your head

And figure out how I could try to help you reach it

(Ho ho ho)

And if I did have a choice

I'd never want to live forever

Just let me have a voice so I can make my points

I can't imagine running a race with no finish line

Just let me keep my pace and make to most of my time

I love giving but I'm bad at receiving

The truth is, I'd prefer to be the one bleeding

But I'm a paranoid that stays between play and work

Cautious and aware, 'cause I'm afraid of being hurt

Which brings me to the issue

And that would be this:

How often must I ask myself why I exist?

I feel like a freak, this world is a circus

Just trying to find myself as well as my purpose

best song to listen to whenever im depressed

atmosphere? thumbs up. :D

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CarmeloAnthony11 (4 months ago)

FUCK DUMB WHITE CRACKER MUSIC!

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i really do love the song though.

here's a personal inspiration

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dXfuCOWg6SY

My shadow's

shedding skin and

I've been picking

Scabs again.

I'm down

Digging through

My old muscles

Looking for a clue.

I've been crawling on my belly

Clearing out what could've been.

I've been wallowing in my own confused

And insecure delusions

For a piece to cross me over

Or a word to guide me in.

I wanna feel the changes coming down.

I wanna know what I've been hiding in

My shadow.

Change is coming through my shadow.

My shadow's shedding skin

I've been picking

My scabs again.

I've been crawling on my belly

Clearing out what could've been.

I've been wallowing in my own chaotic

And insecure delusions.

I wanna feel the change consume me,

Feel the outside turning in.

I wanna feel the metamorphosis and

Cleansing I've endured within

My shadow

Change is coming.

Now is my time.

Listen to my muscle memory.

Contemplate what I've been clinging to.

Forty-six and two ahead of me.

I choose to live and to

Grow, take and give and to

Move, learn and love and to

Cry, kill and die and to

Be paranoid and to

Lie, hate and fear and to

Do what it takes to move through.

I choose to live and to

Lie, kill and give and to

Die, learn and love and to

Do what it takes to step through.

See my shadow changing,

Stretching up and over me.

Soften this old armor.

Hoping I can clear the way

By stepping through my shadow,

Coming out the other side.

Step into the shadow.

Forty six and two are just ahead of me.

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CarmeloAnthony11 (4 months ago)

FUCK DUMB WHITE CRACKER MUSIC!

(Reply)

i really do love the song though.

here's a personal inspiration

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dXfuCOWg6SY

My shadow's

shedding skin and

I've been picking

Scabs again.

I'm down

Digging through

My old muscles

Looking for a clue.

I've been crawling on my belly

Clearing out what could've been.

I've been wallowing in my own confused

And insecure delusions

For a piece to cross me over

Or a word to guide me in.

I wanna feel the changes coming down.

I wanna know what I've been hiding in

My shadow.

Change is coming through my shadow.

My shadow's shedding skin

I've been picking

My scabs again.

I've been crawling on my belly

Clearing out what could've been.

I've been wallowing in my own chaotic

And insecure delusions.

I wanna feel the change consume me,

Feel the outside turning in.

I wanna feel the metamorphosis and

Cleansing I've endured within

My shadow

Change is coming.

Now is my time.

Listen to my muscle memory.

Contemplate what I've been clinging to.

Forty-six and two ahead of me.

I choose to live and to

Grow, take and give and to

Move, learn and love and to

Cry, kill and die and to

Be paranoid and to

Lie, hate and fear and to

Do what it takes to move through.

I choose to live and to

Lie, kill and give and to

Die, learn and love and to

Do what it takes to step through.

See my shadow changing,

Stretching up and over me.

Soften this old armor.

Hoping I can clear the way

By stepping through my shadow,

Coming out the other side.

Step into the shadow.

Forty six and two are just ahead of me.

mmm I like Tool as well. Its hard to actually get to their concert though. I tried waiting in line the first day the tickets came out but they were all sold out in like the first few hours of the morning.

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I can't listen to the song at the moment, but reading the lyrics..........that is very moving. Thank you. Thank you so much for posting that.

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CarmeloAnthony11 (4 months ago)

FUCK DUMB WHITE CRACKER MUSIC!

(Reply)

i really do love the song though.

here's a personal inspiration

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dXfuCOWg6SY

My shadow's

shedding skin and

I've been picking

Scabs again.

I'm down

Digging through

My old muscles

Looking for a clue.

I've been crawling on my belly

Clearing out what could've been.

I've been wallowing in my own confused

And insecure delusions

For a piece to cross me over

Or a word to guide me in.

I wanna feel the changes coming down.

I wanna know what I've been hiding in

My shadow.

Change is coming through my shadow.

My shadow's shedding skin

I've been picking

My scabs again.

I've been crawling on my belly

Clearing out what could've been.

I've been wallowing in my own chaotic

And insecure delusions.

I wanna feel the change consume me,

Feel the outside turning in.

I wanna feel the metamorphosis and

Cleansing I've endured within

My shadow

Change is coming.

Now is my time.

Listen to my muscle memory.

Contemplate what I've been clinging to.

Forty-six and two ahead of me.

I choose to live and to

Grow, take and give and to

Move, learn and love and to

Cry, kill and die and to

Be paranoid and to

Lie, hate and fear and to

Do what it takes to move through.

I choose to live and to

Lie, kill and give and to

Die, learn and love and to

Do what it takes to step through.

See my shadow changing,

Stretching up and over me.

Soften this old armor.

Hoping I can clear the way

By stepping through my shadow,

Coming out the other side.

Step into the shadow.

Forty six and two are just ahead of me.

46 & 2 haha this is the one on my myspace.

I love Tool. Every album has its own flavor. Possibly the most artistic band out there now. And their concerts are awesome (although I've never been to one :( I've seen youtube vids). I like their eastern influence and flexible songs (they can mean so much, and are not shallow like much of the music is now or ever was)

Powerful vocalist,

hypnotic guitar player (third eye live comes to mind),

deep bass player,

and one god of a drummer.

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