Badflower – x ANA x

I can’t feel my toes or my fingertips
My chest is pounding so fast I can’t keep up with it
I’m losing it, fuck, I just wanna quit
And I’m clenching my face and and I’m touching my dick

I need a fix Ana fix and I’m sick of this
Showing people my tricks and my tics
Ana judging me
Judging my fucking sex ANA x ANA x
And I’m faking just to stay in my body
I’m nervous, I can’t fucking stand it

Well if that’s what they’re giving me
The pills are my necessity now
You won’t fix my attitude
’Cause Ana does it better than you
(Ana does it better)

Ana you save my soul
Can you let me have my heart, fall in it

Yea-hah
(I need you)

Ok I’m sick
Not the kind of sick that lands you in the doctor
Not the kind that makes you weak and then heals you stronger
It’s a kind of sick that turns your legs into spaghetti
A kind of sick that makes your blood burn and your bones heavy
The kind of sick that makes an atheist pray for Jesus
The kind of sickness that turns your power into weakness

And I’m sick of being sick for this whole fucking place to witness
And I’m living a sick life that most people call privilege
And they’re kinda right but I’m still sicker than I can cope with

Ana you save my soul
Can you let me have my heart, fall in it
I suffer for a living
There has to be a limit
You know I love you so
But that’s what I’ve been given

Ana (want you save my soul)
Ana (want you to make me slow down)
Ana (want you save my soul)
Ana (want you to make me slow down)

It’s showtime
I have a lump in my throat
I forgot how to breathe
Only know how to choke

And all these people are waiting
To see the kid with the rage
But I’m afraid he might collapse before he gets to the stage
I need x ANA x
Help me bury my thoughts
And all the pressure I’ve suffered
To be someone that I’m not

I’m shaking a lot
(Hey don’t fuck up tonight, it’s your only shot)

Ready or ready or ready or ready or not
It’s a party

You know I love you so
Ana you saved my soul
Ana (let’s pump it up, let’s go)
Ana (don’t make me lose control)
You know I love you so
Ana you save my soul
Ana (let’s pump it up, let’s go)
Ana (don’t make me lose control)

Okay the song is over now
But I’m not ready to go
(Ana) So this is the shit that happens
When I stay awake for days at home (Ana)

Hey! Wanna see what happens when I mix Xanax
Blow and a MacBook pro (what the-)

Don’t make me lose control
Ana (white pills coming up, let’s go)
Ana (too late to save my soul)
Ana (chew it up, chew it up, let’s go), oh woah
Ana (coming up, coming up, let’s go)

Ana you save my soul (my soul)
Suffer for a living, has to be a limit
You know I love you so (you so)
My anxiety traps me like a prison

That’s what they’re giving me
The drugs are a necessity
(I can’t live without you)
You won’t fix my attitude
Ana does it better

Ana you make me slow down

Joey’s gonna hate this

Ana does it better
Ana does it better
Ana does it better

Don’t make me lose control
Ana

Sting – Children’s Crusade

Sting rinnastaa nuorten lasten sotaan lähtemisen jotenkin nykypäivän addiktoituneeseen nuoreen.

”Young men, soldiers, nineteen fourteen
Marching through countries they’d never seen
Virgins with rifles, a game of charades
All for a children’s crusade

Pawns in the game are not victims of chance
Strewn on the fields of Belgium and France
Poppies for young men, death’s bitter trade
All of these young lives betrayed

The children of England would never be slaves
They’re trapped on the wire and dying in waves
The flower of England face down in the mud
And stained in the blood of a whole generation

Corpulent generals safe behind lines
History’s lessons drowned in red wine
Poppies for young men, death’s bitter trade
All of those young lives betrayed
All for a children’s crusade

The children of England would never be slaves
They’re trapped on the wire and dying in waves
The flower of England face down in the mud
And stained in the blood of a whole generation

Midnight in Soho nineteen eighty four
Fixing in doorways, opium slaves
Poppies for young men, such bitter trade
All of those young lives betrayed
All for a children’s crusade”

Ministry – Just One Fix

Karusti ja kuvainnollisesti riippuvuudesta…

”Life keeps slipping away
Silence of desperation
Trying to find a highway in vein
Trying to find a destination

Just One Fix

Clock keeps ticking away
Banging on the walls of frustration
Organs keep grinding away
Monkey is the only solution

Just One Fix

Monkey starts driving the train
Tries to take out the station
Tried to find a highway in vein
Monkey kills without hesitation”

System of a Down – This Cocaine Makes Me Feel Like I’m on This Song

”single files of clean feedings
there’s nothing wrong with me
there’s something wrong with you
wrong with you and I
when we’re crying for our next fix
there’s nothing wrong with me
there’s something wrong with you
wrong with you and I
when we’re crying for our next fix”

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