Purging angst through music/poetry: Releasing hurt, pain, anger, truth. It’s not my angst. But it helps me release any leftovers.

Precious Things: Tori Amos

So I ran faster
But it caught me here
Yes my loyalties turned
Like my ankle
In the seventh grade
Running after billy
Running after the rain

These precious things
Let them bleed
Let them wash away
These precious things
Let them break their hold over me

He said you’re really an ugly girl
But I like the way you play
And I died
But I thanked him
Can you believe that
Sick sick
Holding on to his picture
Dressing up every day
I wanna smash the faces
Of those beautiful boys
Those christian boys
So you can make me cum
That doesn’t make you jesus

These precious things
Let them bleed
Let them wash away
These precious things
Let them break their hold over me

I remember
Yes in my peach party dress
No one dared
No one cared
To tell me where the pretty girls are
Those demigods
With their nine-inch nails and little fascist panties tucked inside the heart of every nice girl

These precious things
Let them bleed
Let them wash away
These precious things
Let them break
Let them wash away
These these precious things
Let them bleed now
Let them wash away
These these precious things
Let them break their hold over me

Precious …
Precious …

Silent all These Years: Tori Amos

Excuse me but can I be you for a while
My dog won’t bite if you sit real still
I got the anti-christ in the kitchen yellin’ at me again
Yeah I can hear that

Been saved again by the garbage truck
I got something to say you know but nothing comes
Yes I know what you think of me- you never shut up
Yeah I can hear that

But what if I’m a mermaid
In these jeans of his with her name still on it
Hey but I don’t care cause sometimes, I said sometimes
I hear my voice and it’s been here
Silent all these years

So you found a girl who thinks really deep thoughts
What’s so amazing about really deep thoughts
Boy you best pray that I bleed real soon
How’s that thought for ya

My scream got lost in a paper cup
You think there’s a heaven where some screams have gone
I got 25 bucks and a cracker, go you think it’s enough
To get us there

Cause what if I’m a mermaid
In these jeans of his with her name still on it
Hey but I don’t care cause sometimes, I said sometimes
I hear my voice and it’s been here
Silent all these years

Years go by will I still be waiting
For somebody else to understand
Years go by if I’m stripped of my beauty
And the orange cloud raining in my head
Years go by will I choke on my tears
Till finally there is nothing left
One more casualty
You know we’re too easy easy easy

Well I love the way we communicate
Your eyes focus on my funny lip shade
Let’s hear what you think of me now but baby don’t look up
The sky is falling

Your mother shows up in a nasty dress
It’s your turn now to stand where I stand
Everybody lookin’ at you, here take a hold of my hand
Yeah I can hear them

But what if I’m a mermaid
In these jeans of his with her name still on it
Hey but I don’t care cause sometimes, I said sometimes
I hear my voice
I hear my voice
I hear my voice
And it’s been here
Silent all these years
I’ve been here
Silent all these years

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