A thousand people yell
Shouting my name
But I wanna die in this moment
I wanna die
And a thousand people smile
Smiling at me
But I wanna die in this moment
I wanna die
No way to understand
Why I've become the way I am
When the sky is filled with stars
I find a place inside my heart
Some people can take a blow
And won't ever drop
But I wanna die in this moment
I wanna die
She will tell me she loves me
And she won't ever stop
But I wanna die in this moment
I wanna die
The coldness in my soul
And I reach out for her to hold
Then I watch her close her eyes
It's only me that needs to cry
And if I stay with you
Do you believe that I'll pull through?
No way to understand
Why I've become the way I am
When the sky is filled with stars
I find a place inside my heart
Then I watch her close her eyes
It's only me that needs to cry
A thousand people yell
Shouting my name
But I wanna die in this moment
I wanna die
Sad songs compensate the happiness of Christmas quite well. In my opinion, you can never let yourself be too happy. If that happens, you're bound to live in a false state of mind, a sort of an illusion of euphoria. I, for one, need to keep myself alert with negative feelings. Feeling too good for a time too long will eventually cause a stinging pain somewhere around my heart. Feeling a bit sad or a bit angry once in a while is easier than huge chunks of pain thrown at you occasionally. Small, constant pain is easier to deal with than crushing, agonizing pain.
The above song is 1,000 people by Blackfield. It grasped my ears and and my soul instantly. The line of I wanna die is one of the most powerful lyrical tricks I've ever heard in any song. It just keeps on clinging onto your ears and it just won't let go. I don't think the song actually tells about a person who'd really want to die. I think the person just wants to escape a situation. They're afraid of what comes next and even though they could let themselves fly with the power of other people's smiles and shouts and love, they won't. The person wants to be alone, and cry. Let out the feelings blocked somewhere inside that troubled mind.
.i don't hear my own soul scream.
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