I Hate Myself все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

How's your bell-curve? Mine's right-skewed average low. Very low. And the river - she has grown very high. Fell from the sky. And I'm wasted on cancer and bible school - not like you. Yeah, you're wasted, full and drunk from too much rain and pain and anger at tumors like me. If it would make you comfortable, I'd jump out of this tree, or maybe we could get married and be happy. These few words could be the last we ever speak. Do you think, maybe, you could love me or like me maybe? Maybe you'd look at me, you'd talk to me, we could marry, live in this tree. But it's unlikely. You don't like me, and I don't like me, and it's unlikely.

i'm gonna shout until i'm hoarse,
drink until i can't see, laugh until i can't breathe,
up here we'll be taller than the city.
Shout at the night, raise a fist to life,
forget if your shoes are shined,
if only for just one night (with dolor).
and our hearts have all been beaten and bruised,
and we're all pretty confused,

i can survive, but i don't know if i want to.
turn off the machines. i've sprung a thousand leaks.
i can feel everything. listen.
get your fingers out from under my skin.
just let me lay back and drip.
paste up my parts and i'll be a bed-ridden frankenstein
with diseased mental faculty,
a depression you can't remedy with your scalpels,

oh! she looks trodden upon in the most prettiest way,
in the most funniest gray.
red, red hair. faded red underwear.
is it red under there? is it red under there?
lucy; my, my. lucy; my, my.
I'm losing my mind..losing my mind.
you laugh when i cry; lucy..my,my.
i'm losing my mind, and i don't like it.

from up here the pacific looks like fire and things to come.
i'm a steel rocket; i am a human bomb.
they say we'll be gods..thunder, divine.
but surely we'll only be history--literal and poignative;
stuck in time and out of time.
i'm sending fingernails and locks of hair.
i'm falling sky; i'm screaming air.
oh, be at peace as I break into pieces for you.

60 watts, brighter than my future,
an empty forty, fuller than my life,
there must be more, sometimes i don't think so,
maybe i'm right. maybe there's no such thing as a brighter side
A sultry night stare at moons from rooftops,
A broken engine, poisoned never dry,
I pour my heart out to a god that doesn't listen,
You said you'd save me. You said you'd love me always but you lied.

The sun is shining on me, finally. Finally. And you walk so gracefully. Why don't you walk with me? Things are turning green and changing, and it smells sweet. Birds have come from out at sea, and they sing for you and me. Time here is always so slow, but summer's fast. Let's make it last. Maybe this year you could stay, and we'll wake together every day. Sometimes it gets so lonely up here on the top of the world.

a gloomy stroll, all alone
around the flagpole.
inclement plain,
salt is rain,
i'm a tiny temple.
little ropes of wire,
a copper spire,
and feigning bashful.

Things are here
And you're over there
And inbetween land, sea everything
I hope you're warm
And I hope you think of me
In Petersburg the way things used to be
Yesterday, a telegraph said that you had died
But I knew, but I know that it was a lie