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RE: SCREW YOU...BITCH...(Daily Blog Number ?)
In the disturbed version i can feel the anger to , like why the fuck didn't yo all listen to Simon & Garfunkel when they sang it . There where many other artists from the 60 -70 and 80's that had great vision and messages in there song's , but who heard them while screaming like little girls over there fame ?
It's probably for the best , without me my kids can become comfortably numb , dump and happy like the world is for it's most part today . Because i know from my life , the truth hurts and honesty doesn't pay the bills .
Hindsight can be such a revealing mechanism for self-discovery my friend.
I was raised on the hill by a woman from the valley
I did not belong on the hill
It's mark made the valley hostile to me
As the hill always was
I can't be on the hill
I ain't that heartless
I can't be in the valley
I ain't that mindless
I can only be a mind following the heart .
Wrote this last night . My self discovery makes me unfit to today's heartless and mindless society . It is the source of my anger , anger my doc and social worker wanted to cure me from . But i have to become violence before they do a lobotomy on me . Witch i told them , to me is the only cure to make me fit in happy and numb .
Not that i would want a lobotomy , it's just a part in me longing for some happiness between the crowd . I mean , lets skip drinking in to Korsakov like so many did before me . Believe me i tried , i got sick and puked al over , i sadly do not have a alcohol absorbing body and always remember it all in to detail .
Red pill blue pill , i did not choose , somehow by accident i took the wrong one ;-)