There's this song that came out a while back called 'Growing On Me', by a band called The Darkness. I like this band. I like this song. But it recently occurred to me - this isn't a love song about feeling increasingly fond of someone. No. This is a song about getting a brain tumour. Skeptical? Read the lyrics. It's freaky....
I can't get rid of you
I don't know what to do
I don't even know who is growing on who
'Cos everywhere I go you're there
Can't get you out of my hair
Can't pretend that I don't care - it's not fair
I'm being punished for all my offences
I wanna touch you but I'm afraid of the consequences
I wanna banish you from whence you came
But you're part of me now
And I've only got myself to blame
You're really growing on me
(Or am I growing on you?)
You're really growing on me
(Or am I growing on you?)
Any fool can see
Sleeping in an empty bed
Can't get you off my head
I won't have a life until you're dead
Yes, you heard what I said
I wanna shake you off but you just won't go
And you're all over me but I don't want anyone to know
That you're attached to me, that's how you've grown
Won't you leave me, leave me alone
So. I think that's proof enough.
Coming soon - an expose of Linkin Park's "In The End" and "Breaking The Habit" - two songs about being unable to finish the last level of Return To Castle Wolfenstein.
PS: Linkin Park suck.
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