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Alanis
She is a lyrical genius and inspiration. I truly love her music. It didn't grow on me until years after the high school explosion of "ironic", and now in my adulthood I find her lyrics speak to me. I feel her poetic voice somewhere deep within this head of mine. The emotional variety of her music always has a time and place to heal me or rock me.
This is one of my favorites,although a bit depressing, it has a hopeful message. From the album "Under Rug Swept." Please read on or just listen..
So Unsexy.
Oh these little rejections how they add up quickly
One small sideways look and I feel so ungood
Somewhere along the way I think I gave you the power to make
Me feel the way I thought only my father could
Oh these little rejections how they seem so real to me
One forgotten birthday I'm all but cooked
How these little abandonment's seem to sting so easily
I'm 13 again, am I 13 for good?
I can feel so unsexy for someone so beautiful
So unloved for someone so fine
I can feel so boring for someone so interesting
So ignorant for someone of sound mind
Oh these little protections how they fail to serve me
One forgotten phone call and I'm deflated
Oh these little defenses how they fail to comfort me
Your hand pulling away and I'm devastated
When will you stop leaving baby?
When will I stop deserting baby?
When will I start staying with myself?
Oh these little projections how they keep springing from me
I jump my ship as I take it personally
Oh these little rejections how they disappear quickly
The moment I decide not to abandon me