I hate lyric posts in journals. Even though I'm guilty as fuck of them. I mean, really, how many people actually read the lyrics? How many people even listen to lyrics when they listen to a song? What's the point of putting song lyrics in a journal anyway? What kind of context can you have if you've never heard the song? What can the lyrics convey without the music? I mean, it's so intricately dependent on the music to get across what it's trying to say.
Well, just to clarify, I hope at least one of you goes and listens to this song after I post these lyrics. Not just because the lyrics are just spot on. But because these guys put out an amazing album on Morr Music and they belong to a Bulletin Board I sometimes post on. Not to mention this song will be on my Fall Mix. I'm doing a spoiler tag because you don't have to look at it if you don't want to. I still love you.
Electric President - Metal Fingers (not the whole song)
I mean, god damn. I've been listening to this song since it came out and it still tears me up inside. I was riding the bus today, thinking about the election, thinking about moving to another country. And this just hit me like a slap across the face. I don't cry that often, I'm not built that way. But I'm glad people never make eye contact on busses. Anyway, I was just thinking that this part of the song is just desolate, desperate and full of expression, and it's spat out in thirty seconds.
I know I act like I don't really like people. But I'm a humanist deep down in my heart. I love this world and the weird, fucked up people that live in it. I wish we could get off our asses and throw off the tyrants who get fat off our laziness and stupidity. I'd love to see the world where you could feel proud of loving everybody around you because they love you back and that everyone understood that the more good you put into the world, the more you're repaid. Yeah, just listen to Bill Hicks.
PS: I'm not drunk. This is not a drunk post.
Hey, I'm weird and fucked up. You love me!