voice to shiver
Hurt
As I heard Thurston Moore,Sonic Youth's frontman, speaking at the microphone
"Rock'n'Roll is pain"
a long time ago.
Hell if he was right..
I may add is even more painful in a place where conservative spirits rule the ship, where organized crime hits the breeze and rides the streets every single day, where rock'n'roll music never broke the ceiling and never had the chance to become a culture, sub-culture, break-ground , tradition or whatever. But just a way of living for a few. But just a dream for fools, they say..
Here's the matter,
and to this you add the feelings of every day..
It's missing rock'n'roll,
and I need to be fed and feed rock'n'roll.
But no worries:
we bear it in one way or another..
we'll leave and make it thru somewhere else
it's about what this song says, as well. Song's called "hurt" by NIN, but I love much more Johnny Cash's cover of it
www.youtube.com/watch?v=SmVAWKfJ4Go
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
Hurt
As I heard Thurston Moore,Sonic Youth's frontman, speaking at the microphone
"Rock'n'Roll is pain"
a long time ago.
Hell if he was right..
I may add is even more painful in a place where conservative spirits rule the ship, where organized crime hits the breeze and rides the streets every single day, where rock'n'roll music never broke the ceiling and never had the chance to become a culture, sub-culture, break-ground , tradition or whatever. But just a way of living for a few. But just a dream for fools, they say..
Here's the matter,
and to this you add the feelings of every day..
It's missing rock'n'roll,
and I need to be fed and feed rock'n'roll.
But no worries:
we bear it in one way or another..
we'll leave and make it thru somewhere else
it's about what this song says, as well. Song's called "hurt" by NIN, but I love much more Johnny Cash's cover of it
www.youtube.com/watch?v=SmVAWKfJ4Go
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way