This is another favorite of mine by Hollywood Undead. It is, in my opinion, their "hardest" rock song. (Out of the clean ones, of course.) It starts out with a piano riff, then the drums start, and soon after, a riffing similar to the piano erupts from the electric guitars. This tune adds perfectly with the meaning of this song. (which I'll get to in a moment.) It does have a little screamo in the chorus, but only because he says he's screaming. When you I first heard this song, it sounded quite violent to me. It talks of guillotines, drowning, asphyxiation, and other painful things. As I listened to it more closely though, I soon realized that this whole song is a metaphor. The real meaning of this song, however, is just as dangerous to us as getting our heads chopped off. Yes, getting your head chopped off is terrible, but selling your soul is much worse. If your head gets chopped off, you'll still go to heaven, assuming you lived righteously. If you sell your soul though, that's an eternity in hell unless you somehow gain it back. What does sell your soul mean exactly? I can describe this in one word: Sinning. When you sin, you're degrading your true self and getting back absolutely nothing in return. Well, you might get a series of negative feelings, addiction, and maybe even a one-way ticket to hell, but I highly doubt people want those things. When you sin, you're selling your soul to Satan, The Father of All Lies, the one who wants to make you as miserable as he is. Of course, you can always repent which gives you your soul back, but some seem to just get stuck in a loop of sins. One day someone's sniffing dry-erase markers and years later they're in prison for murder. (Our Sunday-school class figured out that chain reaction.) This song comes from the perspective of a man who has finally realized what mess he's in. From the heavily-loaded words and descriptions, I'd say this guy has dug himself a nearly bottomless pit by now. So, without any more delay, here are the lyrics.
I'm holding on so tightly now.
My insides scream so loud.
<(Have you ever been tense before or had the urge to scream out all your pain to the world? That's probably what this guy is feeling right now.)>
They keep watching, watching me drown.
How did it come to this?
<('They' could be tempters and those who would fool you, or it could be people on the sidelines who have no idea what's going on. . This means they can't help you really. And have you ever done something stupid and wondered how the end result got to where it is now?
How did it come to this? How did I know it was you?
<(Again, those who would fool you. They seem pleasant but turn into a bad influence.)>
It was a bad dream asphyxiated, watch me bleed
The life support was cut, the knot was too tight
<(All of this chaos seems to be a dream to him, first of all. Asphyxiated means that there's been a severe shortage of oxygen to the body. It could be from drowning or choking, as well as other things. This is talking about the struggle against evil, it feels like he's choking. The pain is causing him to bleed, heavenly guidance is getting harder to feel and it's not so strong anymore.
They push and pull me but they know they'll never win
<(This, honestly, may be the only shred of hope in this song. The guy has become defiant against Satan, vowing he will never win his soul.)>
(Chorus)
"Throw it all away, throw it all away!" I keep on screaming
But there's really nothing left to say
<(This guy is about ready to give up.)>
So get away, just get away! I keep on fighting
But I can't keep going on this way
<(This is a response telling him, "if the temptation and evil are too strong, get away from it!" He says he is fighting the battle within, but he needs to stop at some point.)>
(End of Chorus)
I can't keep going, can't keep going on like this
They make me sick and I get so sick of it
<(Don't you sometimes get tired of the world today and the evil that inhabits it? It gets so sickening to hear a sex song. It's unoriginal and immoral. "They (certain artists) make me sick and I get so sick of it.)>
'Cause they won't let me, they won't let me breath
Why can't they let me be?
<(It's pretty dang hard to escape the world's influence and their ideas on who you should be. It doesn't have to affect you, but their's almost no escape.)>
Why can't they let me be? Why don't I know what I am?
I force this hate into my heart 'cause it's my only friend
<(Not only is it hard to escape the influence of the world, the world won't stop trying to influence you! They'll try until there's a winner. Hopefully, that's you. This guy, because of his addictions and sins, has found friendship with all but himself and hate, depression and other negativity.
My lips are sewn shut, I watch myself bleed
They push and pull me and it's killing me within
<(This guy wants help SOOOOO bad, but a swirl of doubts always cloud his head, so he doesn't go out and get it. This is all destroying his soul and causing it to ROT.)>
(Chorus)
I can't keep going, can't keep going on this way
I can't keep going, can't keep going on this way
<(This next part is what makes this song so awesome!)
(Rap Section)
My heart beat stumbles and my back bone crumbles
<(FINALLY, this guy is breaking down. All the evils and addictions and temptations are SO DANG CLOSE to winning. Satan has about won his soul.)
I feel, is it real as the lynch mob doubles?
<(It's hardly unbelievable. His soul is about to be completely taken from him, he's giving the fight to keep it all he's got, and MORE temptations and temptors come to destroy him. He's about to drown in the massive amount of evil.)>
They want blood and they'll kill for it
Drain me and they'll kneel for it
<(Some of these people either don't realize the evils they do, so they "kneel at Satan's 'alter'" without realizing it, or these guys are kinda Satanic and they're PURPOSELY trying to destroy this man.)
Burn me at the stake, met the devil, made the deal for it!
<(Guess what? These guys ALSO sold their souls, and in turn, they take one away from another.)>
Guillotine dreams, yeah their guillotine gleams!
The blood of their enemies watching while they sentence me
Sentencing ceased, sentence deceased
And watch them bask in the glory of their holy disease
<(I can't quite get the third line. It's a little difficult to interpret. I'm guessing though that these lines, just like the last five, are a powerful description of the war within the soul...and it's death. Saddest thing is, some people might actually glorify themselves for doing something like this.)>
(End of Rap Section)
(Chorus)
I keep on running, I keep on running
I keep on running but I can't keep going on this way
I keep on running, I keep on running
I keep on running but I can't keep going on this way
<(These line say that the guy is running from trouble or maybe even reality but he's getting tired of it. He has to stop soon.)>
Here's a youtube video-
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qtA9FMKKmsw
As you will see, there a masks lined in a row. These are the members of Hollywood Undead. (Minus the guy with pink lips. He got kicked out.) The lyrics appear in a word bubble. This allows you to see who is singing certain lyrics. Also, you'll see that this song is marked as explicit. In the Zune store, they "scratch" out the word kill in it. So if explicit songs are banned, then sorry. (Although it should say +13 or something instead.)
Thanks for reading.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Sunday, January 2, 2011
"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)
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)
Friday, December 31, 2010
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-
Oh, and I promise that my post on "This Love, This Hate" is almost done!
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
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!
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!
Monday, December 20, 2010
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.
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.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
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.
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.
Monday, December 13, 2010
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.
(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.
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