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Songs of the Day – ‘Life’s What You Make It’ by Talk Talk and ‘Bleed Like Me’ By Garbage (Hmmmmmm…)

It’s one of those days here in my head.  Sad for lots of reasons; sad for no reason at all.  Somehow, it all makes sense to me.  I haven’t given in totally to the darkness that roots around my so-called brain; but I’ve been choking back the tears for two days now. (Ummm, could someone please be a lamb and run to Hot Topic for me?  Clearly, I’m in need of some ironic, mopey t-shirt.  Oh, I found just the one!)

Oh, KStew....you crabby lip-biter, you. I feel ya.

So, anyPOUT. I feel a little better (and a whole lot more STUPID) by even writing this post. I think I better find a padlock so no one reads this current little portion of my 7th grade diary. (I’ll just keep it in my locker, it’ll be safe there.)

And just like any good junior high dork, a song popped into my head that might help make me feel a little less tormented.  (Someone had the gall to call me on the phone last night and refer to me as a Drama Queen, and insinuated that’s the ONLY reason anyone reads my blog.  Hey! Thanks!!)  Can you even BELIEVE it? (Hush up and don’t answer that…)

So rather than post “Bleed Like Me by Garbage, I found this…one of my favorite songs ever: Life’s What You Make It by Talk Talk.

Baby,
life’s what you make it
Can’t escape it

Baby,
yesterday’s favourite
Don’t you hate it

(Everything’s All RIght)
life’s what you make it
(Everything’s All RIght)

Baby,
life’s what you make it
Don’t backdate it

Baby,
Don’t try to shade it
Beauty is naked

(Everything’s all right)
life’s what you make it
(Everything’s all right)
Life’s What You Make It

(Instrumental)

Baby,
life’s what you make it
Celebrate it
Anticipate it
Yesterday’s faded
Nothing can change it
Life’s what you make it

(Everything’s all right)
life’s what you make it
(Everything’s all right)
Life’s What You Make It
(Everything’s all right)
yeah yeah
(Everything’s all right)

Yeah, yeah….easier said than done for us Lip (and Cuticle-Biters).  Gaaaah….the self-mutilation of it all! (Eyeroll.)

Oh well…here’s Bleed Like Me, anyway…

Don’t worry.

"Try to comprehend that which you'll never comprehend..."

Avalanche is sullen and too thin
She starves herself to rid herself of sin
And the kick is so divine when she sees bones beneath her skin
And she says:
Hey baby can you bleed like me?
C’mon baby can you bleed like me?

Chris is all dressed up and acting coy
Painted like a brand new Christmas toy
He’s trying to figure out if he’s a girl or he’s a boy
He says:
Hey baby can you bleed like me?
C’mon baby can you bleed like me?

Doodle takes dad’s scissors to her skin
And when she does relief comes setting in
While she hides the scars she’s making underneath her pretty clothes
She sings:
Hey baby can you bleed like me?
C’mon baby can you bleed like me?

Therapy is Speedie’s brand new drug
Dancing with the devil’s past has never been too fun
It’s better off than trying to take a bullet from a gun
And she cries:
Hey baby can you bleed like me?
C’mon baby can you bleed like me?

JT gets all fucked up in some karaoke bar
After two drinks he’s a loser after three drinks he’s a star
Getting all nostalgic as he sings “I Will Survive”
Hey baby can you bleed like me?
C’mon baby can you bleed like me?
Hey baby can you bleed like me?
C’mon baby can you bleed like me?

You should see my scars
You should see my scars
You should see my scars
You should see my scars
Try to comprehend that which you’ll never comprehend
Try to comprehend that which you’ll never comprehend
Just try to comprehend that which you’ll never comprehend
Try to comprehend that which you’ll never comprehend
You should see my scars
You should see my scars

I’m fine.