Song Description
A slight bruising of the male ego on matters of the heart.
| Song Length |
3:42 |
Genre |
Rock - General, Pop - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Diplomatic, Nonviolent |
Subject |
Numbness, General |
| Similar Artists |
Garbage, Garbage |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
SINGED
In a perfect world of your design
Our roles would be so well defined
You the martyr with a dubious past
Me clinging on with a desperate grasp
You fantasize my heart you?ll burn
The truth you?ll find will not be so kind ( to your ego)
You?ve only singed the surface of my skin (wounds are shallow)
Singed ? your words only singed
I?m not falling apart
Burned by the sun ? new skin
The healing?s begun
Your efforts obviously in vain
Don?t fret my ?too unbearable pain?
As if my whole world would unhinge
Your words don?t burn they merely singe
My boiling blood intensifies
The truth you?ll find will not be so kind ( to your ego)
You?ve only singed the surface of my skin (wounds are shallow)
Singed ? your words only singed
I?m not falling apart
Burned by the sun ? new skin
But the healing?s begun