Okay, so we have a bad lyrics thread but upon searching I couldn't find a thread in which to post lyrics too songs that you think are genius or that you really relate too.  Blah, blah, close this thread if it's been done, blah, blah.
Anyway here is my first contribution, it is a song I have been listening to a lot recently and I can kinda relate to it a lot at the moment.

Manic Street Preachers - Born A Girl
Do I look good for you tonight
Will you accuse me as I hide
Behind these layers of disguise
And the mirrors of my own happiness

I've loved the freedom of being inside
Need a new start and a different time
Something grows in the space between me
And it's twisting and changing this fragile body

And I wish I had been born a girl
Instead of what I am
Yes I wish I had been born a girl
And not this mess of a man
And not this mess of a man
And not this mess of a man

The censorship of my skin
Is screaming inside and from within
There's no room in this world for a girl like me
No place around there where I fit in

And I wish I had been born a girl
Instead of what I am
Yes I wish I had been born a girl
And not this mess of a man
And not this mess of a man
And not this mess of a man
And not this mess of a man
And not this mess of a man

Mr Cellophane

As bad as it sounds. Mr Cellophane, from the play and movie 'Chicago, reflects me the best.
I often feel I am invisible in my daily life and has also confirmed to me that nice guys always finish last.

If someone stood up in a crowd
And raised his voice up way out loud
And waved his arm
And shook his leg
You'd notice him

If someone in a movie show
Yelled "fired in the second row,
This whole place is a powder keg!"
You'd notice him

And even without clucking like a hen
Everyone gets noticed, now and then,
Unless, of course, that person it should be
Invisible, inconsequential me!

Cellophane
Mister cellophane
Should have been my name
Mister cellophane
'cause you can look right through me
Walk right by me
And never know I'm there!

I tell ya
Cellophane
Mister cellophane
Should have been my name
Mister cellophane
'cause you can look right through me walk right by me
And never know I'm there. . .

Suppose you was a little cat
Residin' in a person's flat
Who fed you fish and scratched your ears?
You'd notice him

Suppose you was a woman wed
And sleepin' in a double bed, beside one man for seven years
You'd notice him

A human being's made of more than air
With all that bulk, you're bound to see him there

Unless that human bein' next to you
Is unimpressive, undistinguished
You know who. . .

Should have been my name
Mister cellophane
'cause you can look right through me
Walk right by me
And never know I'm there
I tell ya
Cellophane
Mister cellophane
Should have been my name
Mister cellophane
'cause you can look right through me
Walk right by me
And never know I'm there
Never even know I'm there

There lot's of songs I feel I can relate to, but this one really hits a sore spot for me:

Supertramp- Hide in Your Shell
Hide in your shell cos the world is out to bleed you for a ride
What will you gain making your life a little longer?
Heaven or Hell, was the journey cold that gave you eyes of steel?
Shelter behind painting your mind and playing joker

(Too Frightening) to listen to a stranger
(Too Beautiful) to put your pride in danger
(You're waiting for) someone to understand you
But you've got demons in your closet
And you're screaming out to stop it
Saying life's begun to cheat you
Friends are out to beat you
Grab on to what you scramble for

Don't let the tears linger on inside now
Cos it's sure time you gained control
If I can help you, if I can help you
If I can help you, just let me know
Well, let me show you the nearest signpost
To get your heart back and on the road
If I can help you, if I can help you
If I can help you, just let me know.

All through the night as you like awake and hold yourself so tight
What do you need, a second-hand-movie-star to tend you?
I as a boy, I believed the saying the cure for pain was love
How would it be if you could see the world through my eyes?

(Too Frightening) the fire's getting colder
(Too Beautiful) to think you're getting older
(You're looking for) someone to give an answer.
But what you see is just an illusion
You're surrounded by confusion
Saying life's begun to cheat you
Friends are out to beat you
Grab on to what you can scramble for

(Repeat chorus)

I wanna know...
I wanna know you...
Well let me know you
I wanna feel you
I wanna touch you
Please let me near you
Can you hear what I'm saying?
Well I'm hoping, I'm dreamin', I'm prayin'
I know what you're thinkin'
See what you're seein'
Never ever let yourself go

Hold yourself down, hold yourself down
Why d'ya hold yourself down?
Why don't you listen, you can
Trust me,
There's a place I know the way to
A place there is need to feel you
Feel that you're alone
Hear me
I know exactly what you're feelin'
cos all your troubles are whithin you
please begin to see that I'm just bleeding to
Love me, love you
Loving is the way to
Help me, help you
Why must we be so cool, oh so cool,?
Oh, we're such damn fools..

Supertramp- more cynical then they appear.

Both of these songs send shivers through my spine...

Nofx - I Wanna Be Your Baby

Open yourself, let me inside
Open your arms I have nowhere
to go so let me in to you
I need to be where nothing can hurt me
Open your legs to let me crawl
inside of you, I need to be
inside your womb So take me home
inside of you envelope me, I'm home
I wanna be your baby
Bringin' me down
Bringin' me down
Open your lips and take me in
I need to be inside within
Let me become a part of you
Let me inside of you, swallow me whole
I want to know the things you hide
I want to feel the things you feel
I want to breathe the air you breathe
I want to live inside of you, take me
Bringin' me down
I wanna be your baby
Let me live inside

Jeff Buckley- Hallelujah (lyrics by Leonard Cohen)

Well I heard there was a secret chord
that David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this :
The fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah...

Well your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrough ya
She tied you to her kitchen chair
And she broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Baby I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew ya
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
But love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

There was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me do ya
But remember when I moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Well, maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya
It's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah...

(the last two verses weren't in Buckley's "Grace" version...)

I don't know how to minimize the letters, but these lyrics are so good, they don't need minimizing (But seriously, what should I do to minimize the thing?)

Masters of War
Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain

You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud

You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul

And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead
-Bob Dylan

Pretty much every Pink Floyd song, but if I had to pick one, I guess it would be Us and Them from Dark Side of The Moon.

Us, and them
And after all we’re only ordinary men.
Me, and you.
God only knows it’s noz what we would choose to do.
Forward he cried from the rear
And the front rank died.
And the general sat and the lines on the map
Moved from side to side.

Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who.
Up and down.
But in the end it’s only round and round.
Haven’t you heard it’s a battle of words
The poster bearer cried.
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There’s room for you inside.

Down and out
It can’t be helped but there’s a lot of it about.
With, without.
And who’ll deny it’s what the fighting’s all about?
Out of the way, it’s a busy day
I’ve got things on my mind.
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died.

Another (Pink Floyd) song with incredibly lyrics is Comfortably Numb (I'm never going to forgive Scissor Sistors for mutilating it)...but you kind of need to listen to the entire of The Wall to get the full impact...

Welcome to Spam thread #237...

"Shoebox" by BNL

It's under my bed, it's never been read
It's in with my school stuff and my mom never cleans there
From the first little fib, when I still wore a bib
To my latest attempt at pretending at someone
Who's not seventeen and doesn't know what you mean
When talk turns to single malts, or stilton, or

My shoe box
Shoe box of lies
Shoe box
Shoe box of lies

Because don't we all have a shoebox of lies?

A few months ago I might have posted lyrics to several depressing songs that I related to, but I am no longer depressed, and there really aren't any songs that relate to hopeless, non-emotive malaise.

One of the few characters in Les Miserables whom everyone at some point can relate to is Eponine Thenardier. A sort of 'ugly stepsister' to Cosette at the outset, soon we see that she is actually sympathetic and very trod-upon[as is everyone in the play, really, except maybe her parents]. Anyway, one of her handful of songs is "On My Own," which everyone at some point can claim to be their own.. Whether it's 'him' or 'her' you sing about. I know I did, once. As for an image song for myself.. I really don't know. Probably "I'm A Cucumber."

On my own                                               EPONINE
And now I’m all alone again
Nowhere to turn, no one to go to
Without a home, without a friend,
Without a face to say hello to.
And now the night is near
Now I can make believe he’s here.
Sometimes I walk alone at night
When everybody else is sleeping
I think of him and then I’m happy
With the company I’m keeping
The city goes to bed
And I can live inside my head.
On my own
Pretending he’s beside me
All alone, I walk with him till morning
Without him
I feel his arms around me
And when I lose my way I close my eyes
And he has found me
In the rain the pavement shines like silver
All the lights are misty in the river
In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight
And all I see is him and me for ever and forever
And I know it’s only in my mind
That I’m talking to myself and not to him
And although I know that he is blind
Still I say, there’s a way for us
I love him
But when the night is over
He is gone, the river’s just a river
Without him the world around me changes
The trees are bare and everywhere
The streets are full of strangers
I love him
But every day I’m learning
All my life I’ve only been pretending
Without me his world will go on turning
A world that’s full of happiness
That I have never known!
I love him
I love him
I love him
But only on my own.

yeah i saw it a few years ago on Broadway, its a great show.

Here's one of my favorites:

Brian Eno-By This River

Here we are stuck by this river
You and I underneath a sky
That's ever falling down down down
Ever falling down

Through the day as if on an ocean
Waiting here always failing to remember
Why we came came came
I wonder why we came

You talk to me as if from a distance
And I reply with impressions chosen
From another time time time
From another time.

I don't think there's any one song I can relate to, maybe bits and pieces of songs all mushed together to form some kind of twisted, looney tune.  <IMG SRC="http://peel.gotfuturama.com/ubb/biggrin.gif">

For me it's "the Who - behind blue eyes"


No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
No one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies

But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be

I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free

No one knows what it's like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And I blame you

No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through

But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be

I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free

When my fist clenches, crack it open
Before I use it and lose my cool
When I smile, tell me some bad news
Before I laugh and act like a fool

If I swallow anything evil
Put your finger down my throat
If I shiver, please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat

No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes

Covered by Limp Bizkit, but this version sucks

I can relate to "Numb", from Linkin Park:

I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)

[Chorus]
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

Can't you see that you're smothering me
Holding too tightly afraid to lose control
Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
And every second I waste is more than I can take

[Chorus]
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

And I know
I may end up failing too
But I know
You were just like me with someone disappointed in you

[Chorus]
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

[Chorus]
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I'm tired of being what you want me to be
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I'm tired of being what you want me to be

This song really got to me-and I mean that in a good way.

Slipknot-Surfacing
FUCK YOU ALLLLLLLLLLLL!

Running out of ways to run
I can't see, I can't be
Over and over and under my skin
All this attention is DOING ME IN!

FUCK IT ALL! FUCK THIS WORLD!
FUCK EVERYTHING THAT YOU STAND FOR!
DON'T BELONG! DON'T EXIST!
DON'T GIVE ME A SHIT!
DON'T EVER JUDGE ME!

Picking through the parts exposed
Taking shape, taking shag
Over and over and under my skin
All this momentum is DOING ME IN!

FUCK IT ALL! FUCK THIS WORLD!
FUCK EVERYTHING THAT YOU STAND FOR!
DON'T BELONG! DON'T EXIST!
DON'T GIVE A SHIT!
DON'T EVER JUDGE ME!

You got all my love, livin' in your own hate
Drippin' hole man, hard step, no fate
Show you nuthin', but I ain't holdin' back
Every damn word I say is a sneak attack
When I get my hands on you
Ain't a fuck thing you can do
Get this cuz you're never gonna get me
I am the very disease you pretend to be

I am the push that makes you move
I am the push that makes you move
I am the push that makes you move
I AM THE PUSH THAT MAKES YOU MOVE!

FUCK IT ALL! FUCK THIS WORLD!
FUCK EVERYTHING THAT YOU STAND FOR!
DON'T BELONG! DON'T EXIST!
DON'T GIVE A SHIT!
DON'T EVER JUDGE ME!

Another song that really impacted me-and I bought this album, so can the smack talk-the lyrics are basically saying the same thing, anyways:

Christina Aguilera-Fighter

Well I, thought I knew you, thinkin' that you were true
I guess I, I couldn't trust called your bluff time is up
'Cause I've had enough
You were there by my side, always down for the ride
But your joy ride just came down in flames
'Cause your greed sold me out of shame

After all of the stealing and cheating
You probably think that I hold resentment for you
But uh uh, oh no, you're wrong
'Cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do
I wouldn't know just how capable I am to pull through
So I wanna say thank you
'Cause it

Chorus:
Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
It makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter

Never saw it coming, all of your backstabbing
Just so you could cash in on a good thing before I'd realize your game
I heard you're going around
Playing, the victim now
But don't even begin feeling I'm the one to blame
'Cause you dug your own grave, uh huh

After all of the fights and the lies
Yes you wanted to harm me but that won't work anymore
Uh, no more, oh no, it's over
'Cause if it wasn't for all of your torture
I wouldn't know how to be this way now, and never back down
So I wanna say thank you
'Cause it

Chorus:
Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
Makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
It makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter

How could this man I thought I knew
Turn out to be so unjust so cruel
Could only see the good in you
Pretended not to see the truth
You tried to hide your lies, disguise yourself
Through living in denial
But in the end you'll see
YOU!-WON'T-STOP-ME!

I am a fighter, and I
I ain't goin' stop
There is no turning back
I've had enough

Chorus:
Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
Makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
It makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter

At the risk of sounding like an angsty teen, I really relate to "I know you" by Henry Rollins. It's not strictly a song but I'll post some excerpts anyway.

You tried so hard to understand them. You wanted to be part of
what was happening. You saw them having fun, and it seemed like such a
mystery--almost magic. It made you think that there was something wrong
with you. You'd look in the mirror trying to find it. You thought that you
were ugly and that everyone was looking at you. So you learned to be
invisible, to look down, to avoid conversation.

Do you ever get invited to one of their parties?  You sat and wondered if
you would go or not. For hours you imagined the scenarios that might
transpire. They would laugh at you. If you would know what to do. If you
would have the right things on. If they would notice that you came from a
different planet. Did you get all brave in your thoughts? Like you were
going to be able to go in there and deal with it, and have a great time. Did
you think that you might be "the life of the party?" That all these people
were going to talk to you and you would find out that were wrong. That you
had a lot of friends and you weren't so strange after all. Did you end up
going? Did they mess with you? Did they single you out? Did you find out
that you were invited, because they thought you were so weird?

I know you. You're sensitive, and you hide it because you fear getting
stepped on one more time. It seems that when you show a part of yourself
that is the least bit vulnerable someone takes advantage of you. One of
them steps on you. They mistake kindness for weakness, but you know the
difference. You've been the brunt of their weakness for years and strength
is something you know a bit about because you had to be strong to keep
yourself alive.

Well (sigh), maybe they do know. But if they do they sure do a good job of
hiding it. It astounds you how they can be so smooth. How they seem to pass
through life, as if life itself was some divine gift. And it infuriates you
to watch yourself with your apparent skill in finding every way possible to
screw it up. 

In retrospect, nevermind.

Take these four songs, throw them in a blender, and BAM you got my day.

Less Than Jake - History of a Boring Town
Linkin Park - Faint
Jack Johnson - Flake
Dave Matthews - Grace is Gone

Snow Patrol - How To Be Dead

Please don't go crazy if I tell you the truth
No you don't know what happened and you never will
If you don't listen to me while I talk to the wall
This blanket is freezing, it's been out in the hall
Where you've had me for hours til i'm sure what I want
But darlin' I want the same thing as I wanted before
So sweetheart tell me what's up, I won't stop. No way.

Please keep your hands down and stop raising your voice
It's hardly what i'd be doing if you gave me a choice
It's a simple suggestion, can you give me some time?
So just say yes or no, why can't you shoulder the blame?
Cos' both my shoulders are heavy from the weight of us both
You're a big boy now so let's not talk about growth
You've not heard a single word I have said. Oh my God.

Please take it easy, it can't all be my fault
I haven't made half the mistakes that you've listed so far
Baby let me explain something, it's all down to drugs
At least I remember taking them and not a lot else
It seems i've stepped over lines you've drawn again and again
But if the ecstacy's in the wit is definately out
Doctor Jekyll is wrestling Hyde for my pride

You remember the Bob Dylan line from My Back Pages: "I was so much older then; I'm younger than that now."  I relate to that a lot.  I think I've been having a midlife crisis since I was about 22.  There's a song by the Hellacopters called Hopeless Case of a Kid in Denial that I really feel.


I´m in heavy I´m in deep
I look cool but inside I weep
I´m older but sure ain´t as wise
As I pretend to it´s mostly all lies
I´m a liar I´m a cheat
Sore loser can´t stand defeat
I say I´m right but I know I´m wrong
Just want my music when you´re playing your songs

I know it doesn´t show
But it´s time I let you know
Hopeless case of a kid in denial

Got my tongue firmly in cheek
Make up my mind just after I speak
I should do it but I don´t
I say I will but you just know I won´t
You like the "fabs" I dig "the Who"
You eat tikka I eat vindaloo
I only drink when I wanna forget
I won´t admit it but I do regret

I know it doesn´t show
But it´s time I let you know
Hopeless case of a kid in denial

I´m in deep I´m in real heavy
Can´t kick it even though I try
I feel sick but I don´t want you to heal me
I´m a hopeless case of a kid in denial

Yeah I´m a liar and I´m a cheat
Real sore loser can´t stand defeat
There ain´t a thing that´ll pass my rejection
Getting real close to denial perfection

I love these lyrics, they are making fun of "emo" bands.  I think it would be even better if Cursive weren't kind of an emo band themselves.
Cursive - Art is Hard
cut it out, your self-inflected pain is getting too routine
the crowds are catching on to the self-afflicted song
well here we go again, the art of acting weak
fall in love to fail, to boost your CD sales
and that CD sales yeah what a hit, you got to repeat

you gotta sink to swim
if first you dont, you dont succeed
you gotta recreate your misery
cause we all know art is hard
young aritists have gotta starve
try and fail and try again
the comforts of repetition
keep turnin out those hits
till its all the same old shit

oh, a second verse
well color me fatigued
im hiding in the leaves
in the CD jacket sleeves
tired of entertaining
some double-deaf meaning
a soft served analogy
those drunken angry slurs
in 31 flavos
you gotta sink gotta sink gotta sink to swim
immerse yourself in rejection
regurgitate some sorry tale
about a boy who sells his love affairs

gotta fake fake fake the pain
gotta make make make a scene
gotta break break break a leg
when you get on stage and they scream your name
oh cursive is so cool

you gotta sink gotta sink gotta sink to swim
impersonate greater persons
cause we all know art is hard
when we dont know who we are

hey hey
hey hey

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