Music Monday: Last Resort by Papa Roach

Music Monday is a meme that was created by Drew from The Tattooed Book Geek. You pick a song and/or video and share it on Monday.

 

Thoughts and other ramblings

Holy shit, this song was released 19 years ago… I feel so old. Ugh, anyway. A friend of mine was at a Papa Roach/Shinedown show yesterday and I’m damn jelous of her and it also made me crave to listen to some P-Roach. For Music Monday I had a hard time choosing between To Be Loved and Last Resort, but in the end I decided by my first favourite.

 

Lyrics

Cut my life into pieces
This is my last resort
Suffocation, no breathing
Don’t give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding
This is my last resort

Cut my life into pieces
I’ve reached my last resort
Suffocation, no breathing
Don’t give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding
Do you even care if I die bleeding?

Would it be wrong? Would it be right?
If I took my life tonight
Chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight
And I’m contemplating suicide

‘Cause I’m losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
Losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine

I never realized I was spread too thin
‘Til it was too late and I was empty within
Hungry, feeding on chaos and living in sin
Downward spiral, where do I begin?

It all started when I lost my mother
No love for myself and no love for another
Searching to find a love upon a higher level
Finding nothing but questions and devils

‘Cause I’m losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
Losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine

Nothing’s alright, nothing is fine

I’m running and I’m crying
I’m crying, I’m crying
I’m crying, I’m crying
I can’t go on living this way

Cut my life into pieces
This is my last resort,
Suffocation, no breathing
Don’t give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding

Would it be wrong? Would it be right?
If I took my life tonight
Chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight
And I’m contemplating suicide

‘Cause I’m losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
Losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine

Nothing’s alright, nothing is fine

I’m running and I’m crying
I can’t go on living this way

Can’t go on, living this way, nothing’s alright

Timy, also known as Queen Terrible Timy hails from a magical land called Hungary, born and raised in its capital city, Budapest. Books have been her refuge and best friends ever since she can remember along with music. She might be a tiny bit addicted to the latter. Timy is the owner and editor of RockStarlit BookAsylum, a blog dedicated to books and music. She always tries to find ways to bring the two worlds together. Timy is also the co-owner/manager of Storytellers On Tour, a book tour organising service dedicated to indie SFF authors. In her free time (hah!) she likes to scribble things, collect panda stuff, go to concerts and travel.

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