Music Song Lines That Hit You When You First Heard Them

Honestly a lot of songs have done this for me lately, but the song that had kinda hit me the most is idontwannabeyouanymore by Billie Eilish

The first lyrics that really get to me are the chorus, specifically the lines colored pink...
"If teardrops could be bottled
There'd be swimming pools filled by models
Told "that tight dress is what makes you a whore"​
If "I love you" was a promise
Would you break it, if you're honest​
Tell the mirror what you know she's heard before
'I don't wanna be you anymore'"
And then a single line from the second verse
"Was I made from a broken mold?"

This song really gets to me in a lot of ways...because it's first of all a song from her own experiences and feelings. You feel the emotions that someone gets when they look in the mirror and hate what they see so much that they wish they were someone else....but it's also kind of a jab at how fucked up our culture is that even the people considered the most beautiful by the standards of society are made to feel insecure about themselves...
 
This number one song gets me all the time. And it still does. To this day, I use this song to ease my mind away from society and go into my own little world to relax and ease the pain from emotions and anxiety. I will always forever cherish this song... <3

I never wanted you to see.. the darkest part of me. I knew you'd run away; I waited, but you never came! so afraid to be alone.. I tried to let you go; and still I find you lost inside the darkest part of me..
RED
 
While I attenpt to reach that 10 posts quota, let me introduce you to a Finnish song called "Sun pitäis luovuttaa" (You should give up) by Apulanta.

Quickly translating it has a few verses that go like this:

Some people are disgusted by your resolutions
But they don't even know half of the reasons that make you tick
Like you were making any sense
You're not weaker than others
Why do you allow them to treat you this way?
You choose your own punishments, whether you like it or not.

Do you at all regret, or can you not see how you've been misled?
You're the one giving it its strengh, as your weakness gives it power

You should give up! Everyone's eyes are already red with exhaustion.
You should give up! I don't see what's stopping you.
If you can make it through this night, you can survive anything at all.
This could be the end of everything you have
But that's not something you can change.

It's a seemingly negative song but it has a positive undertone about breaking free from, or giving up on, obsessive goals/habits that make you more miserable than happy in the long run.
 
Someone posted this song in a discord I'm in the other day, and for no reason at all, I listened to it. I was unsure at first, but as soon as I heard the chorus, I was hooked. I posted lyrics to the whole song as well as the video for anyone's reading/viewing pleasure.


Once sweet but it turned sour
Tried to shake your indifference
But it's too late now
I hear you in the quiet

I see you when I'm in the dark
You just couldn't fight for this

But it's not your fault
Say what you mean out loud

Drowning in silence when I'm lost in the crowd
'Cause every sweet thing you never speak

It's deafening, never knowin' what could be

Wish I could show you how
But you're just a ghost now
Your laughter haunts me

Like a ringing in my ear
You left me long ago,
You're still everywhere
I reach out for you

I'm desperate for your warmth
Can you tell me where we went wrong?
At least tell me just to move on
Say what you mean out loud

Drowning in silence when I'm lost in the crowd
'Cause every sweet thing you never speak

It's deafening, never knowin' what could be

Wish I could show you how
But you're just a ghost now
You're just a ghost now

But you're just a ghost, ghost now
You're just a ghost, ghost now, now
But you're just a—
It's time to let it go

You left me all alone

I wanna feel your heartbeat
But it doesn't beat for me no more, no
It's time to let it go

You left me all alone
It's holdin' me down,
It's burnin' me out
I'm beggin' for sound
But I can't bring you back now
Say what you mean out loud

Drowning in silence when I'm lost in the crowd
'Cause every sweet thing you never speak
It's deafening, never knowin' what could be
Wish I could show you how
But you're just a ghost now
You're just a ghost now

(it's time to let it go)
But you're just a ghost, ghost now
(you left me all alone)
You're just a ghost now, now
(it's time to let it go)
But you're just a ghost now




I bolded a few lines that really stuck out to me.

To make a long, sad story short-- I met and fell in love with a drug addict back in 2013. Ours was a whirlwind romance, that ended shortly after it began. He overdosed on September 4 of that same year, and ended up in the hospital in a coma for a week. On September 11th, his mother and I made the decision to take him off of life support. I like sharing my story because I want others to know that yes-- bad things happen. But you can overcome them. I'm now a full time nurse and happily married, and I wouldn't have it any other way.
 
Far Too Young to Die by Panic! at the Disco

I wouldn't say that it truly hit me until I began thinking suicidal thoughts around a year ago. I'd lost my best friend to a stupid, on-going decision to take back an ex who fucked my self esteem more than I ever could. I was high and I played the song and the entire damn song made me sob because it reminded me of her.

Especially the line that's currently in my signature.
Still what I listen to now whenever I'm plagued with them

Also the line
"She's got a warm heart, she's got a beautiful brain but it's disintegrating" from Medicine makes me pause and reconsider my damn life.
 
"Push the tempo
Push the sound
I'll make everybody proud

One day I'll come back to you
And take a breathe of air
Until then I'll stay strong and true
And pretend that you're here"

This some is from The Real McKenzies 's album Two Devils Will Talk. The band had released this album in 2017 on their 25th anniversary. Most of this album is about staying strong against all adversity and to keep fighting. To me this song talks about going your own way and following your dreams if you will. It could be talking to family or friends or the like considering they talk about coming back and resting but until then they will continue fighting and making them proud.

I love it and it still pumps me up like crazy. If you're interested at all in Celtic punk them def hit up this song if not this entire band.
 
"And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very very
Mad world, mad world"
-"Mad World", Gary Jules and Michael Andrews

Early on in my deployment I was sent out to a remote base that was being turned over to the host nation. The base was staffed by barely a skeleton crew of what had to be hundreds if not more at one time. The very walls whispered with the ghosts of previous soldiers that lingered around the CHUs, the bunkers, and even the little stage they had.

Mad World made a lot more sense after that night.
 
I don't listen to a whole lot of rap music but for some reason this part from 2Pac's "Blasphemy" stood out to me a whole lot.

"Why you got these kids' minds, thinkin that they evil?
While the preacher bein' freaky you say “honor God’s people”
Should we cry, when the Pope die, my request
We should cry if they cried when we buried Malcolm X
Mama tell me am I wrong, is God just another cop
Waitin' to beat my ass if I don’t go pop?"

I dont know but while i was listening to the song, which I thought was really good overall, I paused after this part. I just kinda sat there and was like, "Woah. I agree with that a lot."

This part from "Where is The Love?" by the Black Eyed Peas kinda gripped me a little too.

"What's wrong with the world, mama
People livin' like they ain't got no mamas
I think the whole world addicted to the drama
Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma"

I wrote that down on the inside of my wrist when I heard it. I think I used it in a paper I did about society or something. I remember the teacher circled it and wrote "excellent use of lyrical reference" and gave me bonus points. That was pretty cool.

Anyway, there's my contribution.
 
Denis Leary - Asshole
Folks, I'd like to sing a song about the American Dream
About me, about you, about the way our American hearts beat
Down in the bottom of our chests, about the special feeling

We get in the cockles of our hearts, maybe below the cockles
Maybe in the sub-cockle area, maybe in the liver
Maybe in the kidneys, maybe even in the colon, we don't know

I'm just a regular Joe with a regular job
I'm your average white suburbanite slob
I like football and porno and books about war

I've got an average house with a nice hardwood floor
My wife and my job, my kids and my car
My feet on my table and a Cuban cigar

But sometimes that just ain't enough
To keep a man like me interested
(Oh no)
No way
(Uh-uh)
No, I've gotta go out and have fun
At someone else's expense
(Oh yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I drive really slow in the ultrafast lane
While people behind me are going insane

I'm an asshole
(He's an asshole, what an asshole)
I'm an asshole
(He's an asshole, such an asshole)

I use public toilets and piss on the seat
I walk around in the summertime saying
"How about this heat?"

I'm an asshole
(He's an asshole, what an asshole)
I'm an asshole
Sometimes I park in handicapped spaces
While handicapped people make handicapped faces
I'm an asshole
(He's an asshole, what an asshole)
I'm an asshole
(He's a real fucking asshole)
Maybe I shouldn't be singing this song
Ranting and raving and carrying on
Maybe they're right when they tell me I'm wrong
Nah!
I'm an asshole
(He's an asshole, what an asshole)
I'm an asshole
(He's the world's biggest asshole)
You know what I'm gonna do?
I'm gonna get myself a 1967 Cadillac, El Dorado convertible
Hot pink with whaleskin hub caps and all leather cow interior
And big brown baby seal eyes for headlights, yeah
And I'm gonna drive around in that baby at 115 mph
Getting one mile per gallon, sucking down quarter pounder
Cheese burgers from McDonald's in the old fashioned
Non-biodegradable Styrofoam containers
And when I'm done sucking down those grease ball burgers
I'm gonna wipe my mouth with the American flag
And then I'm gonna toss the Styrofoam container right out the side
And there ain't a goddamned thing anybody can do about it
You know why? Because we got the bombs, that's why
Two words, nuclear fucking weapons, okay?
Russia, Germany, Romania
They can have all the democracy they want
They can have a big democracy cake walk
Right through the middle of Tienanmen square
And it won't make a lick of difference
Because we've got the bombs, okay? John Wayne's not dead
He's frozen and as soon as we find the cure for cancer
We're gonna thaw out the duke and he's gonna be pretty pissed off
You know why? Have you ever taken a cold shower?
Well multiple that by 15 million times
That's how pissed off the Duke's gonna be
I'm gonna get the Duke and John Cassavetes
(Hey)
And Lee Marvin
(Hey)
And Sam Peckinpah
(Hey)
And a case of whiskey and drive down to Texas
(Hey, you know you really are an asshole)
Why don't you just shut-up and sing the song pal
I'm an asshole
(He's an asshole, what an asshole)
I'm an asshole
(He's the world's biggest asshole)
A S S H O L E, everybody
A S S H O L E
Arf arf arf arf arf arf arf
Fung achng tum a fung tum a fling chum
Ooh, ooh
I'm an asshole and proud of it
 
For me, it's the opening lines of "Guilt is my Boyfriend" by Giles Corey.



I don't think it's funny
And I don't fool around
If you're so fucking tired
Why aren't you in the ground?


I heard this song at a time in my life where I was always making jokes about being depressed and suicidal, and these particular lyrics seemed extremely confrontational to me. I'd been waiting, all that time, for someone to sweetly say to me "You've been making a lot of jokes about depression... are you okay?" But instead, I got this song, with its blunt opening lines that I interpreted as the singer saying he didn't think my jokes were funny and wanting me to give a reason I was still alive if I always claimed to be so tired of life. It prompted a lot of soul-searching for me as I tried to find an answer to the question. Why wasn't I in the ground? I read and thought about life, trying to find a reason to keep living.

And in the end, I ended up at my current philosophy. Life isn't worth living, but death isn't worth the effort. I'll just exist until I pass away by whatever cruel means the future holds.
 
What About the Baby by Wyclef Jean and Mary J. Blige


I've always had father issues. Or I guess more accurately I have had bad luck with the two I have had. One, passed before I took my first breath, and the other ran, leaving me with a brother and my mother her second child. So I resonate with the mother and child in this song. My second father is trying to be apart of me and my little brother's life. My little brother was too young to understand what he did, but I was not. Like the mother in the song, I can't forgive the man who walked out. Even if he cries for forgiveness. But the lyrics in question are what follow:

"A grown man ain't supposed to cry
So why does water fill my eyes when I hear your voice"

Though these lyrics are sung by the father in the song, I relate to them for a bit of a roundabout reason. For the longest time, I convinced myself that I wasn't sad that I never knew my first dad. He was long dead before I was born. I didn't miss him, how could I miss something I never knew. Yet when I looked at his pictures, when I heard his stories, I couldn't stop the tears. It only occurred to me recently that I wasn't crying because I missed what used to be. I was crying because I wanted what was never there.

Thank you, Peacemaker, it's a good topic to bring up so we can learn a bit more about the members of our small community~
 
I understand that this song is very dated, and I doubt many of the readers here have even heard the song before but there is a set of stanzas in "Puff The Magic Dragon" by Peter, Paul, & Mary that goes like this:

A dragon lives forever but not so little boys
Painted wings and giant rings make way for other toys
One grey night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more
And puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar

His head was bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain
Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane
Without his life-long friend, puff could not be brave
So Puff that mighty dragon sadly slipped into his cave oh


As children, our fantasies only last as long as we can hold on to them. Sometimes, if we are truly lucky, that magic lives on with us into our adulthood. But we as humans do not live forever, we will eventually shed our mortal coils and pass on. Often, our dreams and fantasies pass on with us. What happens to a teddy bear belonging to a child who dies of illness at a young age? What happens to a bike belonging to a child who outgrows it? What happens to the unfinished fantasy worlds of children who no longer make believe in their backyards? Real or not, they had been real enough for us at the time. That means that somewhere, in some form or another, a crushing sadness and unfathomable loneliness has befallen that which we once loved so fiercely.
 
Mine could deep, depending on how you interpret these lyrics.... When I first heard them, my soul was forever opened and changed!

"Fighting evil, by Moonlight,
Winning Love, by Daylight,
Never Running from the Real Fight,
She Is The One Named Sailor Moon!" --

And another one, that I love is obviously from a despised game called Sonic 06 (one if its names)... And it's the entirety of the song "Dreams Of Absolution"!
 
There have been many songs that have hit me hard, but the song Say Something - A Great Big World is a song that has always hit hard, from beginning to end. I believe the first time I heard the song was after a bad break-up with my ex-fiancee. I'd post the lyrics, but it's easier to just link the song. Haha.
 
She say "Do you love me"
I tell her only partly
I only love my bed
And my mama
I'm so-
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A͆̅͛ͨ͛͗ͥ͗̅̉͆̋ͯ͢͞͏͚̱̲̳̲̼͕̩̠̰͕̣̥Nͧ̾̏̐͏̡̜̬̻̣̼͉̠͇̖͇̭̪̺͍͔Ḑ̸̩̘̳̥͎̫̼̗̳͔̣̭̙̳͇̿̽͒ͩ̿̽͊͊ͯ͋͋ͤ͋͋̔̄͋͝ ̸̶̯͓̩͈̮̌ͧ̽̂̋̑̈̈́͆͗͆̊̊ͮ̔ͫͧ̚̚͘͘I͂̀ͣ̓̾ͪ̂̉ͤͣ͊͛ͨͣ̎ͫ̿́҉̠͎̤̱̤͖̼̠̹̩̪͞͞F̷̛͒ͪͧͭ̄ͩ͋͆ͧͥͤͩ͏͍̣͔̞̼̭̠͖͙̟͙̝̺̪̩̝͈ ̨̨͈͖̫̗̭͛ͩ̃̓̽͊̀͊̆Y̵͓͍̟͉̠̣̣̫͖̰̱̗̗͛̿̆ͬ̉̆̀ͦͯͨͩͮͭ͆̌̆͟O̷̓͛͋ͪ̀ͩ͗̋̏̿ͣ̏̆͆̋̏͆ͩ̀͢͠҉̖̱̟ͅͅU̵͚̰͎̖̹̫̻̼̘͌ͮ̽͌͌̓͘͟͞ ͮ̄ͬ̽ͮͬ̾̊͗͏̸̡̨̡͎̠̬̦̩̻͈̪̫̺K̴͇͚̝͖̩̟̈́ͮ̌͂ͤ̐̓͆̈̂͊ͣ̈̾͂̒̚N̸̹̦͎̗̹̟͖̗̿̍̎̊ͧ͑ͤͪ̚̚͟O̷̷͙̞̙̙͓͈̜̳̰̞̘̺̭ͪ̏̉̒͑̾̔́̀̿͡W̶̡͆ͮ̀̽̍̈́̊̉̇̔ͮͭͫ͛̒ͬ̑́͏̛̲̼͎̙̰̭̤̳̟͎̫̜̫̦̞̩̲ ͮͧͫ̆̾ͧ̎͋́ͪ͒͂ͫ̐̓̌͊̚҉̸̴̧̲̖͍̞̝͈̟̩M̠̬̝̺̞̲̯͓ͥ͑̑́͑́͟͢E̵̤̗̥̜͉̺ͧ̌̑̆̃ͧͫͦ̾ͥ̀͑ͩ̑
̡̺̼͖̩̤͖̻̪͚͈̬͇͍̟̣̯̇ͬ̓̇͊̊́͡ͅ
̨̪͓̞̥̂̄͂ͥ͌̒̀G̮͖̹̠͉̘̞͙͍ͪ͆̂̌ͤ̇ͭ̿̾̆̋ͮ̃̀̚͟͢͡O̢̨̻̦̥̥ͫͣ̐͌͌̒̏̃̿͐̓͘D̉ͪͨ̆͑ͦͨͯ͏̴͉͉͙̝̖̬Ş̶̵̹̟͎͑̓̋̍ͩͩͪ̽ͅ ̧̣͚̠͉̻̘̗͙ͤ̋̈͗̏̿ͦͩ̈͋͝P͉͉̝̬̰̥͋͒͑̐̿̏ͣ͘͝͡L̶͍̣̬͇̝̱̬̏ͬ̌̑ͯͭͫ͛̍͊̒ͦͯ̽͊̆̎̚͢͠ͅA̷̪̤͕̰̤̞͉̲̺̓̈̔̈͋͢N̛͚͍̰̬̭͉̩̘͓̥̯̖̝̖͐ͨ̽̇̾ͯ̓̔̔͋̌̑̿ͧ̿͗͒́͡
̧̧̛̯̠̩̩͚̫̞͈̞̋̆̎̾̉̔ͯ̇̇̀̀̃͛̆ͫͬͦ
̵̧̺͚̼̝̋̄̃̽̓̎ͩͤ̀ͥ́̐ͤ͊͊ͨ͗G̡̛̭̜͔̠͓̝͓̥̖̭̖̗̹̬̤̻̋ͥ̒̆ͬ͒̏̐ͥͅŐ̠̥̣͕̹͙̓͐͂ͮͧ̑̏́ͣ̈̇ͥͯ̈́̚̚͜Ḑ̻͍͕̦̞̠͚̣̤̰̫͚̮̦̊ͯͭ̔̊̀͋̇͆̇̽̄͢͢ͅͅSͬ̊ͥ̂͋͆͂ͩͦ̅̚͏̴̩̭͉̳̘̹͉͓̱͘͜͝ ̡̡̗̮̼̠̠ͭͬ̈́͗̉̀͆ͬ͜Ṕ̶̼͚̠͙̮͂̂̒ͨ͒̈̈́̉̈̅ͤ͂͑ͤͤͮ̅̚͘͝Ḷ̶̢̲̱͈̟͎͉̯̱̰͎̠͈̩͗͆̈́͛̆͊̏̿͡͝A̗̗̫͖͙̥̤͍̟̰͎͕͉̫͗ͪͧ͆ͤ̓̊̏̑̓͂̈ͮ̿̐̽̕͟ͅN̶͓̗̗̖̺͍̜͍̝̮̻̺͑̆ͦ͂͋͘͟͡ͅͅ
͔͔͓̤̫͎̀͊̓̔̿͑ͩ̃̌̍͝
̸̷̨̹̱̘̖̙̥̥͔͓̼̰ͫͨ͆̄ͤ̀Ì̶̧̯̹̰̦̗̦̹̤͚͔͚͑̆̎̒̂͐͛ ̛̰̮͈̮̰̹̣̳̝̖ͥͭ̈ͨ͋̓̐̐̀͝͝C͛͂͌̅ͫ̄̔҉̧̣̬̗̘̻̗̞̜̗̪̫̜̮̬̦͖̘̀͢ͅȂ̶̵̝̱͉̞͍̗̦̰͎͙̣̮̺̏͒̓ͯ́̚͘͞ͅN̈́̅͊̇͑͐ͭ̏̾̿͊͑̊̉̆̚҉̥̯͓̼͍͚̖͙̖͖̱̫̹̕ ͎̪͇͈̏͛̑͗ͫ̿͆̀̈́̃ͨ̓͗̎ͪ͢͢D̵̀̐͑̅̀ͤ̊ͤ̋̽͑̈̎͟͜͞͏̘͓̰̪̫̘̙͎̫̪̜͙͉̩̝Ơ̴̙̗̜͓̤̝̦̘̬̩̖̯̮̘̻̋̔ͮͭ͋ͣ̇͆͌͒̓̀̀ͅ ͇̥͈̣͎͇̹̦̲͔̖̙̦̱͗̍͒͗͋̉͋͗̆ͤ̂ͬ͌̉͛ͨ͘Dͦ̎͗̎͛̇ͫ͏̣̜̞͇͚̦̬̰͙̮͈̗̞͎͕̹̞͟͡͠A̢̢̭̳̖̪͙̜̻̝̖͍̖̙̤̳͐ͫ̔̓̆̊ͨ̓̌͢͢͞'̡̛̤̯̲͚͍̦͚͓̬̦̘͓̺̙̙͉͎̃ͭͨ̔ͬ̿ͤ͐̃͐̚̕ ̴͉̞̮̘͙̦̤̖̼̗̣̝̱ͣ̀ͧͨ̓͗̑̽ͨ͂ͅS̗̥̱͚̞̩͇̗̖̬͌́̀̊̀̕͢͟H̪̯͕̭̝̣̳̩̻ͪ̽́̆͋͒ͥ̉̾͐̉͋̉̃͋̉̒̆̌́̀͢͠
̸̮̞͓̝̲̱̜̼̦͚̦̲͎̝͎̱͓̩̙̀̅̆̾ͣͫ̔̇͆͘
̧̛̦̪̜̪̙̻̙͓͓̺̳̼̩̳̫͙̲̠̐̍ͬ͗̔̒̔͆͛ͥ͗̕͠͝Gͩ͛ͤ̋̔̓͋̓҉̸̧̕͏̯͔̘̳̹̫͉̝̮̼̞̲̭̘̱͓ͅǪ̷̝͙̻ͭ̓̊͊̂ͦ̒͆̽̽̀̈͠͠D̴̮̹̪ͦ͒̽͐ͣ̂̚͜͡͡ͅS̷̛͖͍͙̫̳̥͈̲͍͇̝̺̗̠͔̋̌͒̈́͌͢͜ ̴̛͈͎͔̘̼͇̞̖̟̜͐̃ͣ̌̂́̏̋̄͢͜͞P̸̨̛̫͈͈͉̘̗͇͎͈̞̰̥̜̜ͫͫ̋͟L̸̼͖̗̺̒̎͋ͯ̒ͫͩ̏̉̅̓̓̉͑͗̀͘͞À̸̢̡̘̳͚̼̠͇̻̬̞̭̘͍̲̦̰ͩ͆̎͐͌̇̀ͣ̀͟N͍̯̼̼̫̹̻̮̲ͣ̑̎̋̿̒̆͌ͪ͊͆̊̀̒̉̾̐͞
 
The entirety of Lucy by Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds. Particularly:

Then suddenly above me
Her face buried in light
Came a vision of beauty
All covered in white
Now the bell-tower is ringing
And the night has stole past
O Lucy, can you hear me?
Wherever you rest
 
This is all I ever was
And this is all you came across, those years ago
Now you go too far
Don't tell me that I've changed, because that's not the truth
And now I'm losing you
"Ditmas" by Mumford & Sons
 
I’m Beyoncé’s album Lemonade when she says “The hand that hits you, can you tell if it’s your husbands or your fathers?”
Or something to that degree. That hit me so hard! Such an under appreciated album
 

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