Some Self Loathing

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I tend to enjoy some self loathing from time to time. Post some self loathing music.

Radiohead


Rin Tin Tiger
 
I like your style:cool:


Got fat, got angry, started hating myself
Wrote "Birthday Boy" for you babe
Now I'm skinny and sick and paranoid
Without a cent to my name
 
Basically all of DSBM but more specifically I recommend TotalSelfHatred if you are looking for self hate and loathing



Also Lifelover with songs like Bitter Reflection and Myspys
 


I can't get what I want
I'm a failure
Nothing seems to work out quite
The way I plan
I can't express the way I feel
The way I feel
Without f@#king up something else
I'm a failure
Nothing seems to work out right
Nothing i do ever seems to work out right
And I feel it building
Failure
 


I'm free now to direct a movie
Sing a song, or write a book about yours truly
How I'm so interesting, I'm so great
I'm really just a fuckup and it's such a waste
To burn down these walls around me
Flexing like a heartbeat
We don't like to speak
Don't talk to me for about a week
I'm sorry, it just hurts to explain
There's something going on that makes my guts ache

I got guilt, I got fear, I got regret
I'm just a panic-stricken waste I'm such a jerk
 


And sex was always there from when I was only eight years - tempting me leaving me thirsty
Sweat, skin, a pulse divine to balance this restless mind - it seemed so wonderfully physical
Oh the blood, the lust, the bodies that color the world: all drugs to die for! Won't you share my fire?
How can love make that world a minefield of forbidden ground?
A map of untouchable skin and silenced desire?

And love was there in vain, profound and deep but traced with pain - too early for a child of ten
Loving the pure and sane he sought the goddesses unstained - watching them turn to flesh again
Hungry for both the purity and sin; Life seemed to him merely like a gallery of how to be
And he was always much more human than he wished to be
But there is a logic to his world, if they could only see

Wishing - Sickened - Ill - Ticking

Someone still this hunger (it's in my blood) always growing stronger (ticking)
Budapest I'm learning, Budapest you're burning me

This is not who I wanted to be, this is not what I wanted to see
She's so young so why don't I feel free now that she is here under me?

Naked - Touching - Soft - Clutching

And then after all it lead me here to wake up again
Seeking a love that might make me feel free in myself but then it proves to be
Something that hurts inside when we touch, so I move on, I lose my way
Astray I'm trying too much to feel unchained, to burn out this sense of feeling cold
And every day I seek my prey: someone to taste and to hold
I feel alive during the split second when they smile and meet my eyes
But I could cry 'cause I feel broken inside!
Come and drown with me- the undertow will sweep us away!
And you will see that I'm addicted to my honesty
Trust! 'cause after all my sense of truth once brought me here
But I've lost control and I don't know if I am true to my soul
I've lost control and I don't know if I am true to my soul
Losing control and I don't know if I am true at all!

And we were always much more human than we wished to be...

And I remember when you said you've been under him - I was surprised to feel such pain
And all those years of being faithful to you despite the hunger flowing through my veins
And I have always tried to calm things down - swallow down swallow down
"It's just another small thorn in my crown"
But suddenly one day there was too much blood in my eyes, and I had to take this walk down
Remedy Lane of when's and whys...

Empty - Licking - Clean - Choking

Someone still this hunger (possessing my mind) always growing stronger (craving)
Budapest I'm learning, Budapest I'm burning me
This is not who I wanted to be, this is not what I wanted to see
She's so young so why I don't feel free now that she's under me?
In the morning she's going away in a Budapest taxi I've paid
Seeking freedom I touched the untouched - it's too much - I'm BEYOND THE PALE!

Prematurity is the story of both you and me, and we were always much more human than we wished to be
Prematurity is truly the story of both you and me, and we were always much more human than we wished to be
We were always much more human than we wished to be - we were always much more human than we wished to be
We will always be more human then we wish to be

WE WILL ALWAYS BE SO MUCH MORE HUMAN THAN WE WISH TO BE
 
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I like your style:cool:


Got fat, got angry, started hating myself
Wrote "Birthday Boy" for you babe
Now I'm skinny and sick and paranoid
Without a cent to my name

Birthday boy as well
 
I'm locked in the abyss of my mind and I can't get out, I believe that nothing's worthy.

Waiting for my time to come, I prefer solitude, rather than everything that sorrounds me.
Day after day, I wander through the forests trying to break with everything, with me as my only company, that's the only way I can be in peace.

Seeking for the answers in my inner self, I can't find them, I just know I#m here, sorrounded by unworthy beings, that's what I look for solitude.


I carry on searching in my Mind the meaning of everything, questions that torment my existence.

Long is my path, I see no light, I believe my destiny will be solitude.

Days pass by and the moment is close, I see death's cold shadow before me.

This is really our will, no one can escape,all your acts are useless, before her, no one can vanquish.

Long is my path, I see no light, I believe my destiny will be solitude.

 
Celtic Frost - The Name Of My Bride

Burning hell made of my own
Looking for the you I once knew
Your love is hanging over me
Like a big black cloud misery

Oh mother, I beg of you to set me free
Now, like the temptin' snake of old
She seduced very soul
She took rib stole my heart
Hid in her bosom's warmth

Oh mother, hallowed be thy name
For you give birth to us in pain

Maybe Adam with a paradise lost
Or maybe Abel, maybe I'm not
As sure as hell I know that I'll be chain
Wasting love and my life again

Oh woman of sorrow, you guide me on
Into caverns, where I do not belong
Out of your womb, onto the earth
Oh mother of my life, please give me birth

Oh mother of pain, please let me go
For you must reap what you have sown

Maybe Adam with a paradise lost
Or maybe Abel, maybe I'm not
As sure as hell I know that I'll be chain
Wasting love and my life again

Oh mother, my mother yes I know
The name of my bride is Sorrow

Maybe Adam with a paradise lost
Or maybe Abel, maybe I'm not
As sure as hell I know that I'll be chain
Wasting love and my life again

Oh mother, I know
 
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