Sunday, February 3, 2013

Foo Fighters - All My Life



Hell has frozen over in Canada. Again. It's been minus fifteen for most of last two weeks and that's the days mother nature is gentle. The cold is so aggressive, you feel it bite your cheeks and radiate through your clothes like a North Korean Atom Bomb. We're having a real winter this year, where the cold is evil. In those times, you need something else to get you out of your bedsheets' comfort in the morning. Some turn to cocaine, I like music. Good ol' righteous rock n' roll. I've been using the Foo Fighters as a motivational device for about two months now (since I lost my job) and they're doing a good job at keeping me alive and fighting the good fight. They are on the soundtrack of my new life. They got both the lyrics and the groove to get me going. Here's my second favorite song of them, after THE PRETENDER, which I posted a few weeks ago. It's an old song called ALL MY LIFE.


Foo Fighters - ALL MY LIFE.

All my life I've been searching for something
Something never comes never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around then it's taken away
Leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most
The feeling comes to life when I see your ghost

Come down don't you resist
You have such a delicate wrist
And if I give it a twist
Something to hold when I lose my breath
Will I find something in that
So give me just what I need
Another reason to bleed
ONE BY ONE hidden up my sleeve
ONE BY ONE hidden up my sleeve

Hey don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keeping me down [x2]

Will I find a believer
Another one who believes
Another one to deceive
Over and over down on my knees
If I get any closer
And if you open up wide
And if you let me inside
On and on I've got nothing to hide
On and on I've got nothing to hide

Hey don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keeping me down [x2]

All my life I've been searching for something
Something never comes never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around then it's taken away
Leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most
The feeling comes to life when I see your ghost

And I'm done, done and I'm on to the next one
[x8, then x4 but yelling]

Hey don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keeping me down [x2]

[yelling]
Done done and on to the next one
Done I'm done and I'm
On to the next.

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