"This Love, This Hate" by Hollywood Undead

This is probably my second favorite song by Hollywood Undead right next to "Young," an equal favorite. And yes, this is a rap-like song. I was going to go into depth of why you should listen to this song despite the rap stereo-type, but I went into too much detail and decided I would make a separate post on it. So here's the main point I was going to make. Give all music a chance. Just because it's rap doesn't mean it's trash.
Once again, lyrics in italics, my stuff <(like this.)>

In a time of need, only few can see what's wrong. Millions tend to crawl,
but only those who choose can make it through this all.


<(This is not only pretty obvious, but a good way to start this song. It's saying that in times of trouble or in any difficult situation even, only a few people can recognize the problem. Others just don't seem to grasp it. Out of these two groups, there's still a third- Those who choose to do something about the problem.)>


Only few can sing like lions 'cause we sing until we're gone.
And we’ve got each others backs until we're back where we belong.


<(As you read these lyrics, you should realize that there are many references to songs and singing. A lion is known as the "King of the Jungle." A magnificent animal. There are some people who are like this. Popular, powerful, influential, kind, etcetera, etcetera. I think It's saying that these people are the ones who keep on doing good with whatever trait they have until death. The second line tells us that we MUST work as a team until we get to Heaven. (Or the second coming, whichever comes first.))>


A woman held my shield and through the battles we did wrong.
A man who taught me wisdom through the static we recall.


<(These lines seem to say a women helped this guy through life, but they also made mistakes. (This suggests (or more so hints) that a husband is not complete without a wife and vice-versa.) 'Static' could be a reference to television, which makes sense because a lot of what we do today is watch it. Wisdom though is not a common thing unless you watch 'Discovery' or 'BYU TV' or something like that. This line seems contradictory because of this. Static could also mean that people were trying to get through to someone, but that help and advise came through a little 'staticy' or unclear.)>  

And maybe when we' re gone our names will echo through the stars.
Every start's got it's ending even when we've learned to rise above it all.


<(This guy is saying that we may be remembered or at least influential to the world all the way down to a single person. (Remember D&C 18:10, 15-16 for an example.) Even when we learn to rise above all evil, we're going to die. That's what I feel it's saying. So, although it doesn't specifically state it, I'm going to point something VERY important. Since we do have a sort of 'ending' to this life, make it good and work to help others. Make life an adventure and do something you can be proud of. Do some service. Do SOMETHING.)>



((Chorus))
These lies are leading me astray.
its too much for me to stay.
I don't wanna live this destiny.
it goes on endlessly.


<(Lies are leading this guy off the right path, and it's becoming to much for him to withstand. Therefore, he's leaving behind his former life. He doesn't want to live this doomed destiny which just seems to never end. He wants a "Heavenly" destiny.)>



I see you, so please stay strong.
I'll sing you one last song and then I'm gone.


<(I think he's talking about a girl here. He's with the girl right now, but he can't be with her. He just can't live a good life with her, or vice-versa.)>

I don't wanna live this destiny.
It goes on endlessly.
((End of Chorus))

And we once also had a story too.
You can see that good men only come in few.


<(The term 'story' might mean life. "We 'once' had" might mean life has sort of gone dreary or not so productive. Or it could be a reference to death. "Men" could be the term for "mankind" or "male." Either way, there are a lot of bad people. People who would fool or hurt you.)> 

Even in our greatest moments, we may win or we may lose
Every song's got it's rules, you've got to learn to make it through.


<(Even in the most heroic moments in life, it may not always turn out as we expected or even in a good way. Life has it's rules and limits. (Although the limit is unbelievingly unrestricted.) Following these "rules" (which could be "commandments") allow you to succeed or at least survive in life. (In which case you'll get into Heaven.)

Maybe one day we can choose how it feels to be a woman or a man
Without rules, but burried underneath there's a picture glued.


<(These lines are quite hard to interpret. It may mean that we can learn how it feels to be like the other. Would men be disrespectful of woman if they knew how it felt? Would we be calling everything gay if we actually knew what it meant to be gay? Maybe the next line says that there are no rules to this experience, but we need to learn something from it. We all probably agree that it's quite impossible to change gender and what-not, but we can IMAGINE it. Try hard to really put yourself in another's shoes.)> 

So when my body burns in ashes, only sing the truth.
Let these words strengthen all your views
because these words were meant for you.


<(Pretty simple. "When I die, don't lie about my life to others and make me look all great. I want people to learn from my mistakes and victories. Let them strengthen you because they were for you. (It could also be saying that the words in the song should strengthen you too.))>

((Chorus))



((Rap-ish Section))
An' now I'm floatin' right above my coffin. as it closes, I look down.
I see Sigh as she's cryin on my moma's shoulder.


<(Sigh is either a nickname for the sister of one of the band members or fictional character's name.)>


I look up into the sky as the gates to heaven open. Somethin's wrong.


<(This guy's wondering if it's his time to go and if he did all he was supposed to do in life.)> 

is this destiny or am I goin' home?


<(This is a little hard to understand. I think he may be wondering if his time on Earth is up and he isn't really needed anymore. He's done all he supposed to do their. Beside that thought, he's worried that his time on Earth was cut short for some reason. Not meaning he died young, but that he died, yet he was still needed on Earth.)>

What will happen to my soul? Will I come back? I don't know.
Will you meet me when its over? Let me know.
You can meet me here in heaven, don't you ever let me go.


<(This last part telling his loved ones to never forget him and to ALWAYS live righteously so they can be together again in Heaven.)> 


((End of Rap-ish Version))

This love, this hate is burning me away.


<(Feelings and emotions are hurting him. It's like in the book "Rise of the Shadow Plague" when that centaur dies from an inner struggle between good and evil. Life is a killer.  

((Chorus))

This love this hate is burning me away (x2)

I've Got News!

I am going to write 'screenplays' for music videos. 

Music videos are quite ingenious works of 'art' that incorporate things (other than music) like acting, art, writing, analyzing, and interpretation. I enjoy doing all these things, and for that reason, I'm going to be making them, minus the filming. (I'll get to that later.) Scenes ALWAYS run through my head when listening to music, and this helps me understand the lyrics a little more and understanding the lyrics more helps me to write the meaning to the song on this blog. I'm also writing them because some music videos could have been done a little better. Watch the music video for "Young" as an example. It makes sense, but it could have had more. It also jumps all over the place like a caffeinated film editor edited it. It's so jumpy! 

I don't want to take space on this blog for those though, so I made another blog. I'll post something when the first one's done. here is the website name-

http://aballhonorsmusicvideos.blogspot.com/

Oh, and I promise that my post on "This Love, This Hate" is almost done!

More Hollywood Undead

If you recall what I said in my earlier posts, I have said that I found a total of four songs by Hollywood Undead that were REALLY GOOD. The rest of their songs are absolutely foul, so don't listen to them. They swear a lot and use some sexually derogatory terms. Out of all that crap, I was able to download four songs. One song, "Young," I have heavily talked about already. For the next three posts, I will talk about those four songs. They will go in this order.

This Love, This Hate

Sell Your Soul.

Circles

(None of these songs swear in the slightest.)

And just a few minutes ago, I found a new single on iTunes called "Hear Me Now." It doesn't swear and it sounds cool! So I am going to download it. Oh, I forgot to mention that the songs will be written in the order listed. I will probably do one a day too unless my grandma's house has too slow of internet.
Bye!

A repost

For all those that read my last "collection" post, you saw that the format went a little weird at the end. This made it a little hard to read. So, I'm just going to repost that part, which was an extended version of "Young" written by me. I wrote it to fit my interpretation of the song. Also, in addition to what I wrote, I'm going to post all the lyrics on here, and any alterations and/or additions will be in red.


We are young, but we have heart
Born in this world as it all falls apart
We are strong, but we don't belong
Born in this world as it all falls apart

I see the children in the rain like the parade before the pain
I see the love, I see the hate, I see this world that we can make
I see the life, I see the sky, give it all to see you fly
Yes, we wave this flag of hatred but you're the ones who made it

Watch the beauty of all our lies passing right before my eyes
I hear the hate in all your words, all the wars to make us hurt
We get so sick of so sick, we never wanted all this
Medication for the kids with no reason to live

So we march to the drums of the devil as we come
Watch it burn in the sun, we are numb

We are young, but we have heart
Born in this world as it all falls apart
We are strong, but we don't belong
Born in this world as it all falls apart

As we walk among these shadows, in these streets, this fields of battle
Take it up, we wear the medal, raise your hands with burning candles
Hear us whisper in the dark, in the rain you see the spark
Feel the beating of our hearts, fleeting hope as we depart

All together, walk alone against all we've ever known
All we've ever really wanted was a place to call our home
But you take all we are, the innocence of our hearts
Made to kneel before the alter as you tear us apart

So we march to the drums of the devil as we come
Watch it burn in the sun, we are numb

We are young, but we have heart
Born in this world as it all falls apart
We are strong, but we don't belong
Born in this world as it all falls apart

We wander with no aim and it soon becomes a shame
For the Father of all lies, it now becomes a game.
Need direction in our life so that we can win the fight.
Now we finally see the light, now to the sky we finally fly.

Even though we walk alone, against all we've ever known.
We can all look up to Christ cause it's with him we'll find our home.
We all know who we are, and with our souls and our hearts,
We'll be others to the alter cause it won't fall apart.

We don't march to the drums of the devil as we come
We're in shade out of sun, can't go numb!

We are young, but we have heart
born in this world as it all falls apart
We are strong, yea, we do belong
to mend this world as it all falls apart

We will fight or we will fall till the angels save us all
We will fight or we will fall till the angels save us all
We will fight or we will fall till the angels save us all
We will fight or we will fall till the angels save us all

We are young, but we have heart
born in this world as it all falls apart
We are strong, yea, we do belong
to mend this world as it all falls apart


We are young, but we have heart
born in this world as it all falls apart
We are strong, yea, we do belong
to mend this world as it all falls apart


(END)

I really didn't want to be pushy and ask this, but would you guys PLEASE comment? I realize some of you have been, which I'm grateful for, and I'm grateful you're actually reading my posts, but it would be nice to receive a little feedback. If you don't ever comment again, at least comment on this post. Please?

(I just previewed this, and for some reason, it STILL formats weird! I'm going to go insane! Oh well, I'll live........)

UPDATE- It's no longer messed up! YAY! My mom figured outt that you have to use notepad and past it here because of html codes or something.

A Collection of Posts- Forgiveness, A Start, A Poem, My Extended Version of "Young," and More Info On Hollywood Undead.

Okay, it's nearly killed me, but I've restrained myself from posting so the posts I wrote actually got read instead of skipped over. So here I am, sitting at the computer, ready to write some things I have been wanting to write for a few days now. But instead of making a separate post for each thing, I'm going to do it all in one post. So.... Here I go-

Forgiveness
Last Tuesday, in seminary, we talked about forgiveness. It was a really good lesson, but there's something specific that I wanted to point out. Brother Wood pointed out the fact that the revelation in D&C:64 was given on September 11, 1831. Brother Wood didn't say anything specific, but he said that he was sure this was "no coincidence" that it was given on this day. As we all (should) know, one of America's worst moments took place on September 11, 2001, the terrorist attacks. So I'm not 100% sure what he was referring to specifically, but my guess is is that he was saying we should forgive the terrorists. I have no idea who else he could have been referring too.. It may seem absolutely insane, but it doesn't really when you think about it. God told us to forgive ALL MEN, (and woman, but you know what I mean) no matter what it was they did. I know that if I were to announce this on t.v. or something, I might end the day in the ER, but it seems logical. Yes, these terrorists brought a living nightmare upon New York City, The Pentagon, three airplanes, and the soul of all that witnessed it, but they are sons of God and deserve to be loved by him the same as any other person. What they did was horrible beyond all comprehension, but God still loves them. That being said, they too deserve forgiveness. It sound absolutely mad, but I have a feeling it's true. I know it's possible. Just look to Joseph Smith or Brother Williams for an example. (We learned about this guy too in seminary) Because of a letter written by a guy I can't remember, (the one who wrote many of the hymns) the saints and Joseph had to go through so much agony. Despite it all, Joseph was still friends with the guy afterwards. Brother Williams was able to forgive the kid who was drunk even though he killed his wife and two kids. So, even though forgiving a terrorist might be really insane, it should be done.

A Start
This is the beginning of a song. It's the chorus so far, but unfortunately, I can't tell you how to play it cause I don't know how to play the piano myself, but anyway, here it is-


I’m sorry what for what I’ve done.
I’m sorry for what I’ve become.
And I’m sorry that I’ve been this way.
But I promise you that I’ll start changing today.


I have a little bit more, but it will need work. For some reason, I keep thinking of Nickleback singing this. Dang, I wish I could somehow show you the tune because it's just so awesome! I'll post it once I figure it out. Oh, and the third line may be replaced with "And I'm sorry for the things I've said." But anyway, there it is.

A Poem
Despite the fact that I don't post too many poems, I actually have a few in reserve. I just haven't felt that it was the right time to post them. But today, I'll post one here.

One, two, I’ll buckle your shoe.
Three, four, I’ll hold the door.
Five, six, I’ll pick up your sticks.
Seven, eight, you need a break.
You need a break.
You need a break.

Service shows how much you care.
Service shows that you’ll be there.
If they ever need someone,
They know that you’ll be there to show them love.

Oh,

Life ain’t worth living if it’s all for myself,
It’s only worth living if it’s for someone else.
Help someone in need.
Service makes your life complete.
If you help someone,
It’s helping your father from above.

One, two, go out and do.
Three, four, go do some more.
Five, six, your neighbor’s sick.
Seven, eight, oh, does it feel great?

Oh, does it feel great?
 Oh, does it feel great?

Service shows how much you care.
Service shows that you’ll be there.
If they ever need someone,
They know that you’ll be there to show them love.


Oh,

Life ain’t worth living if it’s all for myself,
It’s only worth living if it’s for someone else.
Help someone in need.
Service makes your life complete.
If you help someone,
It’s helping your father from above

One, two, now you got the flue.
Three, four, can’t do your chore.
Five, six, your neighbor’s picking your sticks.
Seven, eight, you get a break.
You get a break.
You get a break.

Oh,
Service shows how much you care.
Service shows that you’ll be there.
When you’re always there for someone,
They’ll come right back to show you love.


Life ain’t worth living if it’s all for myself,
It’s only worth living if it’s for someone else.
You helped someone in need,
and now there returning that loving deed.
If you’ve ever helped someone,
You’ll get back help from everyone.

It’s a blessing.
Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.

Again, awesome tune, but no way to prove it.

My Extended Version of "Young"
If you read my post on the song, you'll get this verse a little more. If you haven't go read it.
This is an extra verse that I have written to fit my interpretation of the song. I'm thinking that it would go
1.Chorus
2.Verse 1
3.Verse 2
4.Altered Hook (The line that begins"so we march to the drums..." except it's altered.)
5.Chorus (with a small alteration)
6."We will fight or we will fall..."


We wander with no aim,and
it soon becomes a shame.
For the Father of all lies, it now becomes a game.
Need direction in our life so that we can win the fight.
Now we finally see the light, now to the sky we finally fly.

Even though we walk alone, against all we've ever known.
We can all look up to Christ cause it's with him we'll find our home.
We all know who we are, and with our souls and our hearts,
We'll be others to the alter cause it won't fall apart.

We don't march to the drums of the devil as we come
We're in shade out of sun, can't go numb!

We are young, but we have heart
born in this world as it all falls apart
We are strong, yea, we do belong
to mend this world as it all falls apart

We will fight, or we will fall
till the angels save us all

(And it goes on from there)
So there you go.

More Info on Hollywood Undead
I know you may be tired with me talking about this song, but keep reading anyway. I'm going to save you from going deaf.
Turns out, these guys do talk a little about drinking and sex is everywhere in there songs. It's like rap, only three-times as raunchy. I was trying to find some more good songs by these guys, and I did, but I found a lot more crap. Although my "Undead" statistic was wrong, it's not any better. it's EPICALLY RAUNCHY. I found a song called "Circles" which was pretty decent. I mean it was completely appropriate, it just wasn't my favorite. "Sell Your Soul" was appropriate in language, but it's both depressing and a little violent. It's still good though. "This Love, This Hate" is probably just as amazing as "Young." It's a tad bit depressing, but it has an amazing composition. Other than those songs, all other songs I found might give my mom a heart attack! Oh, and my mom didn't even know who Hollywood Undead was, so it's not banned. YAY!

If you had the perseverance to read this all, thank-you! And comments are appreciated.....A lot................................................................................................................................................................................................bye.
(And no, the way the last half of this post is formatted is not my fault. The rap is formatted as follows, and the very first two lines are one. It goes four, four, two, and four. If you follow this format for lines, you should see the similarities in this song with the original.

VOTING TIME!

I was looking at Anna's blog, and she was wondering what she should submit to the Teen Ink writing contest. So, that's what I'm wondering as well. What do you think is the best piece of writing on here so far?
(Oh, and if you haven't yet read the post about the song "Youth," I again BEG you to read it. I am in no way complaining, I just REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, want you to read it.

Thank-you for your time.

Oh, and if you're reading this Mr. Thompson, I want to notify you that I'm going to write something new in addition as well.

READ THIS!

I wrote a post on the Hollywood Undead song "Young" and I wrote a post on celebrities. If you decide for some reason that you only want to read one of them, READ THE ONE ABOUT THE SONG.
Thank-you, and have a nice day.