What do your favourite lyrics say about you

Not sure what my love of “50 Ways to Leave your Lover” says about me :rofl: :joy:

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Interesting article. Love ‘Babies’ by Pulp.
I guess I can put forward the lyrics to Kate Nash’s ‘Foundations’ as being amongst my favourites. They don’t directly relate to my life, but I have known people who appear to thrive in this type of relationship. Despite the subject matter being a bit grim, there are some funny and poignant lyrics in this song.

Thursday night, everything’s fine
Except you’ve got that look in your eye
When I’m telling a story and you find it boring
You’re thinking of something to say
You’ll go along with it then drop it
And humiliate me in front of our friends

Then I’ll use that voice that you find annoying
And say something like
"Yeah, intelligent input, darling
Why don’t you just have another beer then?"

Then you’ll call me a bitch
And everyone we’re with will be embarrassed
And I won’t give a ■■■■

My fingertips are holding onto
The cracks in our foundation
And I know that I should let go
But I can’t

And every time we fight, I know it’s not right
Every time that you’re upset and I smile
I know I should forget
But I can’t

You said I must eat so many lemons
'Cause I am so bitter
I said, "I’d rather be with your friends, mate
'Cause they are much fitter"

Yes, it was childish and you got aggressive
And I must admit that I was a bit scared
But it gives me thrills to wind you up

My fingertips are holding onto
The cracks in our foundation
And I know that I should let go
But I can’t

And every time we fight, I know it’s not right
Every time that you’re upset and I smile
I know I should forget
But I can’t

Your face is pasty
'Cause you’ve gone and got so wasted
What a surprise, don’t want to look at your face
'Cause it’s making me sick

You’ve gone and got sick on my trainers
I only got these yesterday
Oh my gosh, I cannot be bothered with this

Well, I’ll leave you there 'til the morning
And I purposely won’t turn the heating on
And dear God, I hope I’m not stuck with this one

My fingertips are holding onto
The cracks in our foundation
And I know that I should let go
But I can’t

And every time we fight, I know it’s not right
Every time that you’re upset and I smile
I know I should forget
But I can’t

And every time we fight, I know it’s not right
Every time that you’re upset and I smile
I know I should forget
But I can’t

And every time we fight, I know it’s not right
Every time that you’re upset and I smile
I know I should forget
But I can’t

Ha, a lot of the stuff on Joan Osborne’s ‘Relish’ sums up my former relationships.

I figured this stuff out some years ago.

I planned to ask my father and step mom what their favourite songs were to tell them about their subconscious. My Step mother told me that she was suffering from Insomnia during the meet up.

I asked her what her favorite song was… She said Faithless - Insomnia.

Since she’s german I asked her if she knows what insomnia means…

It was like looking in Deer eyes in headlights when I told her.

Since I’ve realised that it tells a lot about what is going on subconsciously I always read up on the lyrics when I enjoy a song because it tells me about myself or more like what’s on my egos mind.

This works even with languages that you don’t speak and can’t understand. Like if you like an african song or chinese or whatever. It seems that the entire energy of the song (not only the lyrics) convey the message that is residing inside yourself for you to discover.

My father said his was Chicago - Hard to say I’m sorry… he never does and it fits to his former marriage… I looked at him and told him to tell me another song (because I didn’t want to tell him what I was reading out of it). I can’t remember what the next song was he told me then.

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True, I did notice that also, on others not on me :rofl:
While it is hard for me to pick one, and my favourites are instrumental I can say that 2 days ago I was attached to Tom Waits, Earth Died screaming:

Well, hell doesn’t want you
And heaven is full
Bring me some water
Put it in this skull
I walk between the raindrops
I wait in Bug House square
And the army ants
They leave mothin’ but the bones
Well, the earth died screaming
While I lay dreaming

I’ll save the songs that attach to this idea in a tag. So I can watch back

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