Monday, 9 July 2012

Music

I love music.  Music of all kinds...and yet this song with some of the most perfect lyrics to explain these past few years has somehow slipped past me.  But here it is:  Morrisey's, "Something is Squeezing My Skull".  It's kind of a "tongue-in-cheek" way to reflect on my experience with Benzo Withdrawal.



And the lyrics:

I'm doing very well
I can blackout the present and the past now
I know by now you think I should have straightened myself out
Thank you, drop dead.

Oh, something is squeezing my skull
Something I can barely describe
There is no love in modern life

I'm doing very well
It's a miracle I've even made it this far
The motion of taxis excites me
When you peel it back and bite me

Oh, something is squeezing my skull
Something I can barely describe
There is no hope in modern life

Oh, something is squeezing my skull
Something I can't fight
No true friends in modern life

Diazepam as valium...temazepam...lithium

HRT...ECT...How long must I stay on this stuff?

Don't give me any more
Don't give me any more
Don't give me any more
Don't give me any more

Please don't give me anymore
Don't give me anymore
Don't give me anymore

You swore you would not give me anymore
Don't give me anymore
Don't give me anymore
Don't give me anymore

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