I Need Some Really Depressing Music

Something really intensely horrifying that will make me cry and make me angry, and make me want to write really horrible things. Something that will help me get all the gunk out of me.

Any suggestions??????

 

Why would you want to do that to yourself?

 

This should do nicely

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land

Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane

Hotwater

 

Well it's already there, but I just need to something to help push me over the edge. I have nothing else to do, I will just sit here frustrated and dumbfounded. I'd rather feel it all the way.

 

Thanks hotwater, who is that by, I'd like to listen to it.

 

The Doors




Hotwater

 

That...makes sense. I was going to say don't listen to depressing music, don't sulk in your emotions....but, that made me think otherwise.


Um...depressing music......oh, radiohead!

 

I'm pretty sure I have a doors album on my computer, just need to find it... what's it called?

 

Sorry I'm cheap and bought their greatest hits album (CD)



Hotwater

 

Listen to Bush On Tv. That works for me. Hugs

 

How come, girl was there when I needed one
How come, girl was there when the song is done
Some say, open your eyes to a brighter light
Okay, open my arms they were right
She was my soul one
She felt she was the only one
She was the sun, the sky blue eyes
She was my soul one

Inside, pain in my heart often made her cry
Outside, I cursed the birds and the sugar sky
How long take to realize she’s the one
How long until I find my lost and lonely soul one

She was my soul one
She felt like the only one
She was the sun, the sky blue eyes
She was my soul one

Should of never taken the time
’cause I found myself living a lonely lie
You said, you left to find yourself
But I never, no I never got the chance to say good-bye

She was my soul one I though she was.......

 

morrissey is rather depressing
theres so many depressing songs out there though, google emo and i'm sure you'll get lots

 

here this is suppossed to be the worlds most depressing lyrics..

serious,,i googled it..

Sam Stone came home,
To his wife and family
After serving in the conflict overseas.
And the time that he served,
Had shattered all his nerves,
And left a little shrapnel in his knee.
But the morphine eased the pain,
And the grass grew 'round his brain,
And gave him all the confidence he lacked,
With a purple heart and a monkey on his back.

Chorus:
There’s a hole in daddy’s arm where all the money goes,
Jesus Christ died for nothin’ I suppose.
Little pitchers have big ears,
Don’t stop to count the years,
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.
Mmm....

Sam Stone’s welcome home
Didn’t last too long.
He went to work when he’d spent his last dime
And Sammy took to stealing
When he got that empty feeling
For a hundred dollar habit without overtime.
And the gold rolled through his veins
Like a thousand railroad trains,
And eased his mind in the hours that he chose,
While the kids ran around wearin’ other peoples’ clothes...

Repeat chorus:

Sam Stone was alone
When he popped his last balloon
Climbing walls while sitting in a chair
Well, he played his last request
While the room smelled just like death
With an overdose hovering in the air
But life had lost it’s fun
And there was nothing to be done
But trade his house that he bought on the 'G.I. Bill'
For a flag draped casket on a local heroes’ hill

Repeat chorus

hehehehehehehhehhe,, i think its kinda witty,i would like to here it sung..

 

{{{Hugs}}} honeyhannah...when I need that release, I listen to all of the songs that make me cry, and it feels so much better, it's like a cleansing of sorts. So I totally understand where you're coming from!

Feel better...

 

Listen to some Tori Amos.
Guaranteed to bring you way down.
"Me and a Gun" is a good place to start.LOL.
I think it's about her rape. Don't know, but it's depressing as shit.

 

Damn, I love you skidrowgirl, I don't know why I didn't think about Tori Amos!!!

Thanks hippychickmommy. I was hoping no one would think I'm too crazy.

 

How about that guy who sings "How does it feel?... Like a rolling stone." His name is Dylan something... or something Dylan. I always find that song intensely depressing and annoying and--if at all possible--I make sure to turn it off immediately (or leave the room!)

 

Tracy Chapman
Nine Inch Nails
the Distillers
Garbage (sometimes works for me, sometimes doesn't)

 

Like a Rolling Stone
Bob Dylan

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didnt you?
Peopled call, say, beware doll, youre bound to fall
You thought they were all kiddin you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin out
Now you dont talk so loud
Now you dont seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Youve gone to the finest school all right, miss lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out youre gonna have to get used to it
You said youd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
Hes not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it aint no good
You shouldnt let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a siamese cat
Aint it hard when you discover that
He really wasnt where its at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
Theyre drinkin, thinkin that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But youd better lift your diamond ring, youd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you cant refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
Youre invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

 

Good choice.
Hendrix/ Procol Harum also fits the request -
some lyrics... some the actual music.

Course there's always Steve Fromholz's Texas Trilogy...


Why?
Maybe the same whatever that predisposes a person to be a junkie/ depressed?
Still working on a more precise answer... figure I'll be ashes before it's found...

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land
Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold
The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is callin' us
The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us
The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...fuck you
C'mon baby,--------- No "take a chance with us"
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
C'mon, yeah
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end
--The Doors
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