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"Hurt people just hurt people Why we used to pain Is there no god up above Find a new way to love"
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"Hurt people just hurt people Why we used to pain Is there no god up above Find a new way to love" "Hurt people just hurt people Why are we used to the pain Is there no god up above gotta find a new way to love..."<b> lyrics </font></b>ain't all Mary Poppins ain't ice cream and fancy toppin's without the pain there's no gain we need to look before we leap question, before we pound that nail before that anchor drops before that moan pops let's not get used to the pain just to be in that fast lane Like Fat Amy in my life I will take her... don't think twice... .............................................................. "Cause hurt people just hurt people They do it they do everyday yeah Hurt people just hurt people Why are we used to the pain? How many times until we had enough We just gotta find a way to love My heart is broken just talking about this Cause hurt people just hurt people They do it they do everyday If I felt all my lies I know that I’d be broken Take all these pills to quell fucked up emotions Bill you’re so sick why can’t you just be open You just be open You just be open Push you away to save you from my visions Killing myself lately that’s been my mission Know I’ll explode like its nuclear fission Stuck on these visions I got burns on my wrists but that helps keep me focused Heroin missed its chance here unbroken Girl too fucked up you can’t fix these problems You’ll never solve them I think about you and it drives me crazy Wish I could fix my mind but it’s too hazy 20 is to young you won't save me Can’t help me baby, Can’t help me baby oh How many times until we had enough We just gotta find a way to love My heart is broken just talking about this Cause hurt people just hurt people They do it they do everyday..." - Two Feet - "Hurt People" feat. Madison Love ....................................................................................................................... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!  |
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give it a listen if you dare... I liked the challenge with this one... took a chance watching "Pitch Perfect 2"... I luv u Fat Amy... I'll take you as you are... I don't hurt people... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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K ... liking this blog ... mostly just lyrics ... luv me some lyrics. Hurt by love, learning to share what you've learned. Buddy Holly wrote this song just a few weeks after he got married ... and just before he died in a plane crash ... called learning the game: [Verse] Hearts that are broken and love that's untrue These go with learning the game When you love her and she doesn't love you You're only learning the game [Chorus][x2] When she says that you're the only one she'll ever love Then you find that you are not the one she's thinking of Feeling so sad and you're all alone and blue That's when you're learning the game [Outro] That's when you're learning the game ... You can find Buddy Hollies olde timey recording, but I think Leo Kottke nailed it like no other. That then is the innocent side coming to terms with the cost of being natural and inexperienced. Then ... I don't know there are so many varied ways of sophisticated relating and gamification of the interality of turning time/space into spacetime .... but to the song that comes most to mind ... by iggy Pop off the metal album 'the Mask' a little diddy called: 'Go for the throat' I was lying in a coma By the side of some damn road My fucking heart was pounding Like I thought it would explode I had no protection No family No friends I had nothing really But a will to make this end Go for the throat Go for the throat Go for the throat Go for the throat I'm fucked'up I'm so fucked'up It isn't very nice What I do to make end's meet It isn't very pretty when you hate The folks you meet It's a shame to feel hurt and angry everyday It's a shame to take it out On whoever's in the way Go for the throat I'm fucked'up Go for the throat I'm fucked'up Go for the throat I'm fucked'up Go for the throat I'm fucked'up Man I'm so fucked'up I'm fucked'up I'm fucked'up I'm fucked'up I'm fucked'up Man I'm so fucked'up Poor little girl I hurt her really bad I haven't been the same since I lost my mom and dad Where is the justice ? Well I really don't know When everybody is singing Like a fucking so and so Go for the throat I'm fucked'up Go for the throat I'm fucked'up Go for the throat I'm fucked'up Go for the throat I'm fucked'up Yeah I'm so fucked'up Yeah Yeah Yeah They took away my freedom They took away my games They took away my innocence And gave me shitty fame There's nothing left to stop me There's nothing left to feel There's nothing left inside me But a low down dirty deal Go for the throat Go for the throat Go for the throat I'm fucked'up baby Go for the throat I'm fucked'up baby I'm so fucked'up baby I'm so fucked'up Oh I'm fucked'up I'm so fucked'up Oh I'm fucked'up I'm so fucked'up Oh I'm fucked'up Go for the throat Not the most subtle on either side ... but sometimes the confessional song is detracted by being too complex and contrived. I mean really ... does anyone really win the game? Who wants to listen to a song bragging about winning ... I mean like this hurt people song could be taken that way, but not from where I am in life now... it is almost a dirge or lament .. play to win but how do you pay? Well however, you pay to play the game that can't be won. Yeah these I think tie goes to the runner .. or loss there is always loss, But I'm not of the mindset that if you sink under and I'm in control that I 'win' and if I hide in death a while ... trust me in that I don't see the beloved as a winner, just people hurting to protect themselves, and opportunistic as all get out. Eat or be eaten beat or be beaten faster than the arrow flies Or the man who smiles while he lies. I won't post lyrics ad nausea .. but the song pulled me into an flow about it. My confessions empty words pointing to no where. Look forward to exposure to newer stuff thanks
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K ... liking this blog ... mostly just lyrics ... luv me some lyrics. Hurt by love, learning to share what you've learned. Buddy Holly wrote this song just a few weeks after he got married ... and just before he died in a plane crash ... called learning the game: [Verse] Hearts that are broken and love that's untrue These go with learning the game When you love her and she doesn't love you You're only learning the game [Chorus][x2] When she says that you're the only one she'll ever love Then you find that you are not the one she's thinking of Feeling so sad and you're all alone and blue That's when you're learning the game [Outro] That's when you're learning the game ... You can find Buddy Hollies olde timey recording, but I think Leo Kottke nailed it like no other. That then is the innocent side coming to terms with the cost of being natural and inexperienced. Then ... I don't know there are so many varied ways of sophisticated relating and gamification of the interality of turning time/space into spacetime .... but to the song that comes most to mind ... by iggy Pop off the metal album 'the Mask' a little diddy called: 'Go for the throat' I was lying in a coma By the side of some damn road My fucking heart was pounding Like I thought it would explode I had no protection No family No friends I had nothing really But a will to make this end Go for the throat Go for the throat Go for the throat Go for the throat I'm fucked'up I'm so fucked'up It isn't very nice What I do to make end's meet It isn't very pretty when you hate The folks you meet It's a shame to feel hurt and angry everyday It's a shame to take it out On whoever's in the way Go for the throat I'm fucked'up Go for the throat I'm fucked'up Go for the throat I'm fucked'up Go for the throat I'm fucked'up Man I'm so fucked'up I'm fucked'up I'm fucked'up I'm fucked'up I'm fucked'up Man I'm so fucked'up Poor little girl I hurt her really bad I haven't been the same since I lost my mom and dad Where is the justice ? Well I really don't know When everybody is singing Like a fucking so and so Go for the throat I'm fucked'up Go for the throat I'm fucked'up Go for the throat I'm fucked'up Go for the throat I'm fucked'up Yeah I'm so fucked'up Yeah Yeah Yeah They took away my freedom They took away my games They took away my innocence And gave me shitty fame There's nothing left to stop me There's nothing left to feel There's nothing left inside me But a low down dirty deal Go for the throat Go for the throat Go for the throat I'm fucked'up baby Go for the throat I'm fucked'up baby I'm so fucked'up baby I'm so fucked'up Oh I'm fucked'up I'm so fucked'up Oh I'm fucked'up I'm so fucked'up Oh I'm fucked'up Go for the throat Not the most subtle on either side ... but sometimes the confessional song is detracted by being too complex and contrived. I mean really ... does anyone really win the game? Who wants to listen to a song bragging about winning ... I mean like this hurt people song could be taken that way, but not from where I am in life now... it is almost a dirge or lament .. play to win but how do you pay? Well however, you pay to play the game that can't be won. Yeah these I think tie goes to the runner .. or loss there is always loss, But I'm not of the mindset that if you sink under and I'm in control that I 'win' and if I hide in death a while ... trust me in that I don't see the beloved as a winner, just people hurting to protect themselves, and opportunistic as all get out. Eat or be eaten beat or be beaten faster than the arrow flies Or the man who smiles while he lies. I won't post lyrics ad nausea .. but the song pulled me into an flow about it. My confessions empty words pointing to no where. Look forward to exposure to newer stuff thanks Thanks for taking the time to stop, read and comment on my post tonight. I'm glad that you liked these lyrics... I've posted a few lyrics from "Two Feet"... I really like the message, and the music. Thanks for introducing me to Buddy Holly and Iggy Pop songs, hadn't heard them before, had only heard mainstream songs from them... Have a great evening. To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Hi Joy. thanks for your visit and comments today... me 2... with those movies I preferred the visual stimulation as well... just sayin'... have a great day!!! Hmm... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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I luv, luv, luv... luv, luv, luv... fat Amy (repeat for infinity +1 times) and, I am not ashamed or embarrassed to proclaim my eternal love for her... just sayin'... so, yes... I more than like her...  To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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