ITT: Lyrics that hit you like a ton of bricks

>What’s the point of singing songs
>If they’ll never even hear you?

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>how do you learn to try
>why cant i

It doesn't even make sense but:

Slow it down! Song is sacred!
And brother, you're a hunter
And you're right at home
And in the morning light
I'll hold my ashtray tight
I could take it down
And you can't take it down

but user
>someone heard this

>so you go and you stand on your own

Damn, why she shit up on my shit
Damn, she shitted on my dick
Damn, why she shit up on my shit
Damn, she was riding and started farting
I was like "what the fuck is you farting"
She said "nah bitch why you lying"
Then I seen drops coming out her ass
Damn she farted on my dick
Damn then she shitted
Damn that's a combo

All of A Crow Looked At Me
>Crying on the logging roads with your ashes in a jar
>Thinking about the things I'll tell you
>When you get back from wherever it is that you've gone
>But then I remember death is real

Dont get any big ideas
Theyre not gonna happen

You paint yourself white
and fill up with noise
there will be something missing

Youll go to hell for what your dirty mind is thinking

Can we post good feels in here

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Well, I've been afraid of changing
'Cause I've built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Even children get older
I'm getting older too

It's been too hard living
But I'm afraid to die
Cause I don't know what's up there
Beyond the sky

>and you leave on your own
>and you go home
>and you cry and you want to die

pretty much all of this is the day by the the

In the cold, in the yard we saw sounds tore apart
and we were freaked out by the signs of a bloody final fight
We were worked up with the fear that you had disappeared and left no note
but we found your note at dawn
So this is for the people celebrating evil songs:
We're going back, back, back, back, back, back to the laws!
Is it wrong to remind people having a good time
that their groove isn't tight and it's showing?

All of "Hurt" from The Downward Spiral

>But I'm sick of spending these lonely nights
>Training myself not to care

in your heart there's a spark that just screams
For a lover to bring a child to your chest that could lay as you sleep
And love all you have left like your boy used to be
Long ago wrapped in sheets warm and wet

Blister please with those wings in your spine
Love to be with a brother of mine
How he'd love to find your tongue in his teeth
In a struggle to find secret songs that you keep wrapped in boxes so tight
Sounding only at night as you sleep

>something to say
>something to do
>there's nothing to say
>there's nothing to do

And you see me, through the roses
>Through the lights and the smoke and the screen
>I’m no one better
>I’m no better than you and I’m scared
Just searching for truth

>It’s not easy, just being human
>And the lights and the smoke and the screens
>Don’t make it better
>I’m no stronger than you and I’m scared
>I don't know what to do I’m scared

>But we can pull through—together

>Together
>We can pull through

Should I tear my eyes out now?
Everything I see returns to you somehow
Should I tear my heart out now?
Everything I feel returns to you somehow
I want to save you from your sorrow

I had a friend kill himself last year, and just played this on repeat the day after. Still hurts, if I'm being honest. I kind of feel pathetic for dwelling on it so much, it's not like it makes a difference.

All of Pictures of You by the Cure

>Au revoir, adieu, goodnight
>I'm too wrong to get right
>But I can't wait forever
>I've always been alone
>A fool believes he's clever
>Don't you wanna go into the hollow?
>I won't go alone
>Aren't you gonna follow?

I know it's cliche but

A heart that's full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't heal
You look so tired and unhappy
I'll take a quiet life
A handshake of carbon monoxide
And no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises

>I'm lost at sea
>Don't bother me
>I've lost my way
>I've lost my way

I couldn't watch you wishing for something
That seemed more impossible by the day
Anytime I saw your expression
I only seemed to run farther away
I never realized just how hard it was for a person like me to do
Obsessed with thoughts that deform
Held on by hope too well worn
Crippled because of dreams that eclipse reality
Crashing into truths we don't perceive
We don't perceive
I couldn't hold on to the things that mattered to you
It was my big mistake
Thinking there were two roads to take

>If you could save yourself
>You'd save us all
>Is that what you called me for
>Is that why you're knocking on my door
>The time I spent
>Working myself to death
>Thought that's what you wanted
>I thought you needed my help
>TO MAKE YOU GOOD AGAIN
>TO MAKE YOU STRONG
>TO MAKE YOU HAPPY
>TO PUSH YOU ALONG
>AND GET SOME RESPECT
>TO BE THROWN A CRUMB
>I WAS ON MY KNEES
>WHEN YOU KNOCKED ME DOWN

not even the hardest feels from that album lad

Transport, motorways and tramlines
Starting and then stopping
Taking off and landing
The emptiest of feelings
Disappointed people, clinging on to bottles
When it comes it's so, so, disappointing

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around

Shell smashed, juices flowing
Wings twitch, legs are going
Don't get sentimental, it always ends up drivel
One day, I am gonna grow wings
A chemical reaction
Hysterical and useless
Hysterical and

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around

Shit dude, I just listened to this album for the first time today and didn't really notice how hard-hitting that was until now

>I'll go to college and I'll learn some big words
> and I'll talk real loud; goddamn right I'll be heard
>you'll remember the guy who said all those big words he must have learned in college

what song, I don't get it

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As a math PhD student, the words get to me. Everyone you know from outside the program sees you as "whoa smart math guy" and you sort of start to buy into it and enjoy the validation.

I stood over grandpa in his hospital bed
He pulled me close and told me "Kid, I've never been so scared."
I whispered softly, "Close your eyes and it will be okay.
Just think about drinking beer on a Sunday.

thanks

>I'm not living
>I'm just wasting time

All the glory when he took our place
But he took my shoulders and he shook my face
And he takes and he takes and he takes

And I find it kind of Funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which im dying
Are the best I've ever had

>And when I came back it had wasted away
>By it I mean most of the best part of day
>I promised to quit if you promised to stay
>You packed up your shit my life remained the same
>The same...

The Overcoat kills me

I'm lookin' at my watch
At all the time that's been stolen
When I was carrying you
It seems I've tripped and I've fallen
Don't want no one to ache
Oh to be drunk and forgetful
To get out of this unscathed
Oh to be free and inhuman
Some may say I love to play
When the chance is there to take
I'm moppin' up the floor
From messy recipes of romance
I'm packin' up the pots
Too many cooks in the kitchen
Some may say I love to let a good thing go to waste
I let it go to waste
Let a good thing go to waste a good thing go to waste
Let a good thing go to waste a good thing go to waste
I'm lookin' at my watch
At all the time that's been stolen
When I was carrying you
Seems I've tripped and I've fallen

>Sometimes quiet is violent.

God that song is a masterpiece, only song that has ever made me cry

I had to prove that I could make it alone But that's not me
I wanted to show how independent I'd grown now But that's not me

I'm a little bit scared Cause I haven't been home in a long time

My folks when I wrote them Told 'em what I was up to said that's not me

I went through all kinds of changes Took a look at myself and said that's not me
I miss my pad and the places I've known
And every night as I lay there alone I will dream

I once had a dream So I packed up and split for the city
I soon found out that my lonely life wasn't so pretty

>when we meet on a cloud, I'll be laughing out loud
>I'll be laughing with everyone I see
>Can't believe, how strange it is to be anything at all
Everytime unironically lads

In a similar vein

>I'm not sleeping
>I'm not dreaming
>So I guess I'm just waiting

My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

This. Pretty much the whole song is sad.

I hate to say this but it makes me happy that it makes you sad

>And I still don't ask you, what is the matter?
>Is this a matter of worse or of better?
>You take the heart failure
>I'll take the cancer
>I've long stopped wondering why you don't answer

Hey it's me
I just got off the train
A frightening place
The faces are concrete grey
And I'm wondering, should I turn around?
Buy another ticket
Panic is coming on strong
So cold, from the inside out
No great drama, message coming in
In the oh-so-smug
Glassy eyed light of day
Glassy eyed light of day

Where the path trails off
And heads down the mountain
Through the dry bush, I don't know where it leads
I don't really care
And the path trails off
And heads down a mountain
Through the dry bush, I don't know where it leads
I don't really care

I feel this love to the core
I feel this love to the core

>Everybody leaves if they get the chance, and this is my chance

>And it's been awhile
>Since I can say that I wasn't addicted
>And it's been awhile
>Since I can say I love myself as well
>And it's been awhile
>Since I've gone and fucked things up just like I always do
>And it's been awhile
>But all that shit seems to disappear when I'm with you
I miss my mom.

I'm sorry user :(

>I once had a dream So I packed up and split for the city
>I soon found out that my lonely life wasn't so pretty

That hits deep.

fuck

>I wrote a song about getting better
>It's a feeling I can't remember

Any lyrics about aging or the inevitability of death get to me, even if they're really corny. My parents had me in their late 40s and now they're both almost 80. I know they're going to die soon. I honestly have no clue how I'm going to cope with it.

>she will feed you tomatoes and radio wires
>but don't hate her when she gets up to leave

>he gets up and leaves

>No more in the wroooong place
>No more at the wroooong time
>No more getting throooough
Trials in sight
>No more little fights
>Never more a broke mess at night
>Out of my body
>Out of myyyy mind

>Do not say this is how it has to be

and

>Even here, it is not safe
>Even this grave has been defaced
>Someone has written on this stone
>In some angry hand:
>Hope rides alone

and

>Will our souls remember where we said we'd meet
>On the way out of this town
>I'm leavin' one way or the other, Emily
>There's nothin' left here for me now

and

>Climb
>Climb
>Climb to the top of the world
>And as you stand tall, you will see
>That when you fall
>You will fall from a height most men will never reach

and

>This is not the world my father knew
>This is not the world, I know he would have wanted me to build
>But I can't undo it now
>It's like a train and all its cars are filled with steel
>That I would stop if I knew how
>And it is bearing down on me
>So I will stand here with my shoulders square and tall
>And when the whistle blows, not falter
>But when the crash comes I will fall
>With so much steam and steel behind it
>I won't slow it down at all

Oh sister when I come to knock on your door
Don't turn away you'll create sorrow
Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore
You may not see me tomorrow.

>I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend...

and he takes
and he takes
and he takes

24 by Red house painters is about that, but it's about one's aging, not parents.
Carrie and Lowell is about parent's death.
I'm truly sorry about that, user. But that's life I guess. Stay strong.

>I used to be a Spider-Man
>I used to be a cowboy from Hell
>But not anymore
>Now I'm just a clam
>And I live inside a shell
>Inside this shell I am
>Goddamn I hate my brain

I came here to post just that. Though we may be half a world apart we are bound by this feel.

Shit, I thought you were asking for reccs, my bad. Anyways, what I said remains.

> you were young, you didn't think you had to care about anyone
> but you're older now and wish that you could

I thought it was 'killing time', made it hit harder for me

Casimir Pulaski Day gets me

IT'S FUNNY YOU SHOULD AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASK
'CAUSE I DON'T REMEMBER

>i dont feel and it feels great

ITS FUNNY YOU SHOULD AAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSK
I COULDA BEEN A CONTENDEEEERRRRRRR

>All my life I been considered as the worst
>Lying to my mother, even stealing out her purse
>Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion
>I know my mother wish she got a fucking abortion
the whole song really

>when you start to drink, you just wanna continue

I'm usually far beyond that point when these lyrics come up though

that whole album.....something to it...was gonna be my first vinyl purchase but lost interest in that medium

I really like their s/t, and talon of the hawk is pretty amazing too.
Also, talon of the hawk has Lone star, which has to be one of my favorite tunes from them.

I heard of a saint who had loved you,
so I studied all night in his school.
He taught that the duty of lovers
is to tarnish the golden rule.
And just when I was sure that his teachings were pure
he drowned himself in the pool.
His body is gone but back here on the lawn
his spirit continues to drool.

>Sweet thing, I watch you
>Burn so fast it scares me
>Mind games don't leave me
>I've come so far don't lose me
>It matters where you are

I'm not entirely sure what it's supposed to be about, but it gets me everytime

talon of the hawk is my second favourite, next to Rose. Awkward Conversations and Be Nice to Me are the best in that album, but i haven't listened to it in forever

>searching for my black dope
>HALALALALALALALALALALALA

>my bloooooooooOOOOOOOOOOD flows harshly

>it matters where you aaaaaaaaaare

very underrated.
>I want to hurt him
>I want to give him pain

So when I'm
lost in a crowd
I hope that
you'll pick me out
How I long to be found
the grass grew high I laid down

and now I wait for a hand to pick me up
make me stand I've been
layin so long
don't wanna
lay here no more

I miss biggie

>i don't know how much longer i can live the way i live and never die
>i don't know how much longer i can kiss another day goodbye

>"I don't want the world. I just want your half."

That line gets me every fucking time.

My bro left today, fuck
Hot sauce in my cup of noodles
You taught me that
I ain't seen you in some years and this news right here
Almost made me have a heart attack
Your momma heart intact
We just spoke, I couldn't stomach that

Still some of the best fucking rap lyrics ever

There's a mix by WhiteLotus that mixes Suicidal Thoughts with Kanye's Runaway, and it is one of my favorite things to jam to when I'm writing

I should have known better
To see what I could see
My black shroud
Holding down my feelings
A pillar for my enemies

I should have wrote a letter
And grieve what I happen to grieve
My black shroud
I never trust my feelings
I waited for the remedy

When I was three, three maybe four
She left us at that video store
Oh, be my rest, be my fantasy
Oh, be my rest, be my fantasy

I’m light as a feather
I’m bright as the Oregon breeze
My black shroud
Frightened by my feelings
I only wanna be a relief

No, I’m not a go-getter
The demon had a spell on me
My black shroud
Captain of my feelings
The only thing I wanna believe

When I was three, and free to explore
I saw her face on the back of the door
Be my rest, be my fantasy
Be my rest, be my fantasy

I should have known better
Nothing can be changed
The past is still the past
The bridge to nowhere
I should have wrote a letter
Explaining what I feel, that empty feeling

Don’t back down, concentrate on seeing
The breakers in the bar, the neighbor’s greeting
My brother had a daughter
The beauty that she brings, illumination

Don’t back down, there is nothing left
The breakers in the bar, no reason to live
I’m a fool in the fetter (fool in the fetter)
Rose of Aaron’s beard, where you can reach me

Don’t back down: nothing can be changed
Cantilever bridge, the drunken sailor
My brother had a daughter (brother had a daughter)
The beauty that she brings, illumination (illumination)
Illumination

>They were kids that I once knew

Hey, somebody besides me actually listens to The Front Bottoms

For me it's probably,

>I totally get you, I was a birdcage
>And you were meant to fly

Maybe I should just pack up and run away again
Let you forget that you were once my friend
Then watch another go on and do better, without me
also
I don't want to be awake again
I spend my days with my head in my hands
If I go outside, I'll fall apart
I am mostly scared by passing time
The world it seems gets more unkind
Inevitable tragedies will soon be mine

Please
Take this
And run far away
Far as you can see
I am
Tainted
And happiness and peace of mind
Were never meant for me
All these
Pieces
And promises and left behinds
If only I could see
In my
Nothing
You meant everything
Everything to me

>and in the darkened underpass I thought oh god my chance has come at last
>but then a strange fear gripped me and I just couldn't ask

every single time

ever hear this Sigur Ros/Biggie/Destiny's Child mashup? youtube.com/watch?v=AA4xY8RrDpA

>for one short breath it sounds like the world is ending

pleb

I live in a town
Where you can't smell a thing
You watch your feet
For cracks in the pavement

Up above
Aliens hover
Making home movies
For the folks back home

Of all these weird creatures
Who lock up their spirits
Drill holes in themselves
And live for their secrets

They're all uptight
Uptight..

And the earth looked at me and said "wasn't that fun?"
And I replied "I'm sorry if I hurt anyone"
And without even thinking cast me into space
But before she did that she wiped off my own face
She said better luck next time don't worry so much
Without ears I couldn't hear I could just feel the touch

DID

this song is great thanks

I think hearing this gradually made me rationalize giving up on music.

>I've lain by this window long enough
>to get used to an empty room.

>Any fool can easy pick a hole
>I only wish I could fall in