Henry Rollins vs. Rob D - I Know You / Clubbed To Death | Текст песни

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• Henry Rollins vs. Rob D
• I Know You / Clubbed To Death

I know u
u were too short
u had bad skin
u couldn't talk 2 them very well
Words didn't seem 2 work
They lied when they came out of your mouth
u tried so hard 2 underst& them
u wanted 2 be part of what was happening
u saw them having fun
& it seemed like such a mystery
Almost magic
Made u think that there was something wrong with u
u'd look in the mirror & try 2 find it
u thought that u were ugly
& that everyone was looking at u
So u learned 2 be invisible
2 look down
2 avoid conversation
The hours, days, weekends
Ah, the weekend nights alone
Where were u?
In the basement?
In the attic?
In your room?
Working some job - just 2 have something 2 do.
Just 2 have a place 2 put yourself
Just 2 have a way 2 get away from them
A chance 2 get away from the ones that made u feel
so strange & ill at ease inside yourself
Did u ever get invited 2 one of their parties?
u sat & wondered if u would go or not
For hours u imagined the scenarios that might transpire
They would laugh at u
If u would know what 2 do
If u'd have the right things on
If they would notice that u came from a different planet
Did u get all brave in your thoughts?
Like u going 2 be able 2 go in there & deal with it
& have a great time.
Did u think that u might be the life of the party?
That all these people were gonna talk 2 u & u
would find out that u were wrong?
That u had a lot of friends & u weren't so
strange after all?
Did u end up going?
Did they mess with u?
Did they single u out?
Did u find out that u were invited because they
thought u were so weird?
Yeah, I think I know u
u spent a lot of time full of hate
A hate that was pure sunshine
A hate that saw for miles
A hate that kept u up at night
A hate that filled your every waking moment
A hate that carried u for a long time
Yes, I think I know u
u couldn't figure out what they saw in the way they lived
Home was not home
your room was home
A corner was home
The place they weren't, that was home
I know u
u're sensitive & u hide it because u fear
getting stepped on one more time
It seems that when u show a part of yourself that is
the least bit vulnerable someone takes advantage of u
One of them steps on u
They mistake kindliness for weakness
But u know the difference
u've been the brunt of their weakness for years
& strength is something u know a bit about because
u had 2 be strong 2 keep yourself alive
u know yourself very well now
& u don't trust people
u know them too well
u try 2 find that special person
Someone u can be with
Someone u can touch
Someone u can talk 2
Someone u don't feel so strange around
& u find that they don't really exist
u feel closer 2 people on movie screens
Yeah, I think I know u
u spend a lot of time daydreaming
& people have made comment 2 that effect
Telling u that u're self involved, & self centred
But they don't know, do they?
About the long night shifts alone
About the years of keeping yourself company
All the nights u wrapped your arms around yourself
so u could imagine someone holding u
The hours of indecision, self doubt
The intense depression
The blinding hate
The rage that made u stagger
The devastation of rejection
Well, maybe they do know
But if they do, they sure do a good job of hiding it
It astounds u how they can be so smooth
How they seem 2 pass through life as if life itself
was some divine gift
& it infuriates u 2 watch yourself with your
apparent skill at finding every way possible 2 screw it up
For u life is a long trip
Terrifying & wonderful
Birds sing 2 u at night
The rain & the sun the changing seasons are true friends
Solitude is a hard won ally, faithful & patient
Yeah, I think I know u