#oh the song the lyrics are from is small red boy by AJJ

[elfdyke]

my hatred turned to pity / my resentment blossomed flowers

[fuck-you-upmusicbracket]

Pyrite Girl (RIProducer)

How unsightly!/Why don’t you like me?/You know I shine the most/Not to boast I’ve broken my mind/One million times/Now not one mark on me is out of line/And I am made of gold

"OH MY GODDDDDD. pyrite girl is the song ever. it is my personal anthem. ironically enough. because (to me at least) the song tells a story about someone who’s made an identity of their trauma and is only hurting themself more by being so latched on. kintsugi is an allegory throughout the song, but of course the title refers to fools gold… the… THE SONG IS EVERYTHING TO ME"

Small Red Boy (AJJ)

My soul because a hammer, I started to feel better/My hatred turned to pity, my resentment blossomed flowers/My bitter tasted candy, my misery was power/The truth in my grew brighter, my nature and my nurture, no more shame, no more fear, no more dread/I am, I am, I am, I am the truth.

"Y'all...I mean it's about mental illness/struggle of all kinds and recovery, in this case about a child/reflection of yourself. It beautiful and moving, and the "I started to feel better" makes my voice break every time I sing it. Sean Bonnette does has such a gorgeous voice in this song, so full of emotion. The lyrics are interesting and tell a clear story. Something something, the act of getting better is a journey and hurts from every angle but you'll be so much better for it something something. A lot of AJJ's songs are about struggle and mental illness, and some are about recovery and getting better and trying again, and this is truly a masterpiece of that kind."

Pyrite Girl submitted by @gibberishquestion

Small Red Boy submitted by @alegocarmadein

[alex-finechi-is-back]

How the song small red boy relates to chisaki having a redemption arc and his growth into his true name-

The song by ajj called little red boy struck a cord with me.

Because it fits with the whole redemption arc au plot.

The song is about accepting who you are and the things you’ve tried to hide, which I think fits perfectly with the theory that chisaki hid behind a persona for so long. He hid behind his persona for so long that everything else got pushed far down enough that he didn’t have to think about it.

He didn’t have to think about his weakness,Didn’t need to think about being useless.

Which fit with the following lyrics -

I found a small red boy inside my tummy, With 3 dollars in change and a Milky Way Lite. In my occasional pursuit to find something more meaningful, Than yet another word that rhymes with "die"

As he finally goes to therapy he finally learns to confront this piece of him that’s been in hiding for so long.

I cut him out and put him on my table, His shallow breathing chest would fall and rise. His South of Heaven shirt was way too big for him ,His horns were long and sharp And then he opened up those eyes that said I am I am I am the truth

When he was a kid, in all the flashbacks and tidbits of his backstory we get he’s shown as a scrawny skinny kid. He’d probably been hiding the supposedly weak parts of him, so that he could be so strong and useful that he’d never get replaced or thrown away. It would probably be one of his many ‘demons’

I showered him with love and adulation. One day he was just as tall as me…I showed him all the books that I was raised, on Your Madeleine L'Engle's and D'Aulaires Mythology. And in a montage that could warm the heart of Hitler, I raised him up so proud and motherly. I swore that I was glancing in a mirror…When by the language that I tought him Oh God, he began to speak, he said I am I am I am the truth. I am I am I am I am the truth

When he finally learns how to cope and finally stop hiding the peices of him that thought of as weak, they finally grow so big that he can’t run away from it again any longer. Of course it would scare him because he still doesn’t want to be ‘weak’.

And his eyes became a beacon, an LCD projector Broadcasting all my memories in a clear and vivid picture, His tongue became a staircase, his uvula the knocker, Of an ornate wooden door that led me straight into my future. His throat became a hallway with a thousand baby pictures. And I became forgiveness, I transformed into the closure that I lost, When I learned about the tragedy of all of us. I lost it when I learned about the tragedy of all of us Incorrigible illness in the loved ones in and out of us I lost it when I learned about the tragedy of all of us I walked through the hallway to a room of only mirrors

Along with coming to terms with all the wrong that he’s done he’s learning more and more that he also had so much unresolved issues and pain himself.

I walked through the hallway to a room of only mirrors… Reflecting me in bondage, so I watched myself get freer. I let my horns grow longer-I observed my skin get redder, My soul became a hammer,I started to feel better. My hatred turned to pity My resentment blossomed flowers…My bitterness tasted like candy, My misery was power. The truth in me grew brighter, My nature and my nurture-

He comes to terms with the monster that he’d became and that pitiful scrawny kid on the side of the road, how they can both be from the same person. He decides that if he can’t get rid of either that he’ll try to at least be a better man and to channel it into helping not only others but also that child version of him that’s been locked up for years.

No more shame, no more fear, no more dread! I am, I am, I am, I am the truth

He finally grows into his name, into who he’s hidden after all this time. And I think that’s really something to think about.

[floralmarsupial]

The life and times of the coolest kid to survive the apocalypse.

A-side -

I’m Bo Yo (Bo Burnham)// Rhyme O’ Clock (Wordburglar)// Ass to Mouth (Busdriver) // Obama Mic Drop (The Gregory Brothers) // Very Super Famous (Jon Lajoie) //  Hurt Feelings (Flight of the Concords) // A Mask of My Own Face (Lemon Demon) // Tic Toc (Mother Mother) // Critical Hit (MC Frontalot) 

B-side - 

Spent Gladiator 2 (The Mountain Goats) // Crows 1 (Aesop Rock) // Pepper (Butthole Surfers) // Sweet Dudes and Sweet Ladies (Defiance, Ohio) // Burn Fetish (Eyedea & Abilities) // One More Time With Feeling (Regina Spektor) // Proactive Evolution (WHY?) //Small Red Boy (AJJ) // Trouble (Imagine Dragons) // Bruh... (Lil’ Dicky)

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Lyrics under readmore (along with warnings for bolded songs)

I’m Bo Yo - (Explicit, mentions of Menstruation, g*psie slur)

'Cause I'm Bo, yo, And I'm the greatest rapper ever, And I'll weather your weather whether you think I'm clever or not, Think you're better, you're not, Don't need a sweater, I'm hot, I'm a real G that can really find your G-spot. Woah, yeah... oh, but I'm inadequate. Have I gotten that point across yet? How original

Rhyme’ O Clock -

Greenwich mean top-notch digital When you kids talk sweet, slop songs pitiful Gag me with spoon Barf not minimal Plaque, it sticks to all your syllables Staying simple for the safest, civilian Syllabubs For the simian serious Motherfuck 

Ass To Mouth-  (Explicit)

 If you think I've eaten my fill, well you've heard wrong My stomach's only filled with bird song My body's waste is like precious metals So I walk around thinking I'm extra special 

Obama Mic Drop-

Lets not pretend I picked this song for the lyrics.

Very Super Famous- (Explicit, AIDS ment, Rape Ment,)

If a lot of people know who you are, it means you're a talented artist In order to be super-famous, you have to be the most smartest When I'm on the red carpets or at celebrity parties Fat kids are on my dick like hot bitches on Smarties

Hurt Feelings -

I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings They’re all lined up to watch that movie “Maid in Manhattan” Have you even been told that your ass is too big? Have you ever been asked if your hair is a wig? Have you ever been told you’re mediocre in bed? Have you ever been told you’ve got a weird-shaped head? Has your family ever forgotten you and driven away? Once again, they forgot about J Were you ever called “homo” ‘cuz at school you took drama? Have you ever been told that you look like a llama?

A Mask of My Own Face-

I'd wear it to a hoedown, and I'd dance with all the belles And none of them would know that I was secretly myself I'd rob my apartment and I wouldn't give a damn I'd blame it on the person that nobody knows I am I look into my eyeholes, what do I see? Look into my eyeholes, what do you see? I look into my eyeholes and what do I see? A handsome motherfucker motherfucking looking back at me

Tic Toc-

Big hand, little hand, no hand, slow hand Sitting in my hand is the sand of a shattered hour glass And I throw these grains of sand into the wind and laugh And I do not care just what they'll have to say about that Cuz the sand man told me, there's no use in listening

Critical Hit -

Let me simply tell you something: the living is good up on the top of the top-ten lists where I just stood. In my fist, where the disc should be brandished like a trophy, instead I'm holding onto the prize possession: self-loathing. And you know life's sweet if you can sing about that, like I rolled nat 20, double damage on the track. 

Spent Gladiator 2 -

Like a village on the steppe About to get collectivized When the men emerge with rifles from the haystack Everybody looks surprised Like the mice in the forgotten grain Way up on the top shelf Like someone who's found a small town to escape to Keeps one eye on his abandoned, former self

Crows 1 -

They piggy back the tombs of all your deadest friends and neighbors By the getty image, green-cheese moon Dead-of-winter shit, graveyard tchk! tchk! Shifter shit, brother was a face card Crown like a heart-shaped tunnel of woven branches leaning in over his hydro-plaining pace car chase... Wait up let me isolate the bass more

Pepper - (Violence ment)

I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies You never know just how you look through other people's eyes

Sweet Dudes and Sweet Ladies -

tomorrow might be the day I die so I want, or rather must, confide all these things I did, or did not, try to hide. well, if boys are boys and girls are girls. then boys and girls are sometimes confused and I am confused most all the time.

Burn Fetish - (Rape ment.)

Tie me down till my sweet nothing's sour I screwed up trying to squeeze 65 minutes from an hour Outnumbered by such a large amount No wonder why we lost the battle, the counter-culture can't count

One More Time With Feeling -

You thought by now you'd be So much better than you are You thought by now they'd see That you had come so far

And the pride inside their eyes Would synchronized into a love you've never known So much more than you've been shown 

Proactive Evolution-

Feeling for an exit with Fingers stiff as branches Of a tiny bonsai birch Bark falling off in strips Leaving nude wood, white So bright in raw scar-glow Like a fresco angel, except Starved and deranged though And for an exit, trying Through blindness and time If I wasn't when I am

Small Red Boy -

I let my horns grow longer, I observed my skin get redder My soul became a hammer, I started to feel better My hatred turned to pity, my resentment blossomed flowers My bitter tasted candy, my misery was power The truth in me grew brighter, my nature and my nurture No more shame, no more fear, no more dread I am, I am, I am, I am the truth

Trouble -

I took a photograph of me When I was only nineteen I looked a little lost at sea I keep trying to find me

Bruh...- (Explicit)

I'm taking time to do it right, it's like a soda pour Cause we ain't loving all you bitches like we spoken for Damn, packing the van, wagging the man, cracking the ma'am Packing the stands, had them clapping they hands Tagging they Grams, Manhattan was ham Slapping the fans, playing having the plan Fans rapping the jams, sagging my pants You see the type of shit I do on the track? Hot shit, like I poop in the jacket Won't mack your bitch, but yo, I'm bout to come and mack your clique Your whole friend group fucking with Dick (no hetero)

[theropoda]

for the music asks-

5, 6, 8, 9, 11, 12, 18, 19, 21, 28, 29, 30, 37, 39, 40 uwu

WUFF THAT IS SO MANY, THANK U!! this got REAL long so i'll be puttin it under a read more!!

5: a song you can relate to i've answered this before already, but you're in luck cause i got an entire playlist of music i relate to so there's no shortage! private life by oingo boingo is one of em

6: a song that reminds you of your favorite book answered this before again, but i can do it a second time. easy target by blink 182 reminds me of, Again, warrior cats

8: the best song from your favorite album sin by nine inch nails :flushed:

9: a song that makes you want to cry i have a playlist full of songs that make me cry :) lead a normal life by peter gabriel makes me cry like a little fucking BITCH

11: a song that means a lot to you answered this but i'll answer it again, small red boy by AJJ means a lot to me, the whole album in general does but this song especially

12: the last song you listened to like that by doja cat

18: a song that gets stuck in your head scratch killer by chu ishikawa

19: your favorite song from a movie megatron by chu ishikawa again! one of the best fucking songs EVER, music that just knocks your cock OFF!!!!!!! music that makes your goddamn pussy fall out!!!!!

21: a song that reminds you of the moon half truth by chu ishikawa, i bet you can see why lol. also wow, a triple of the same artist in the row....what can i say this guy FUCKS!!!!!

28: two songs with the same/similar titles that you like dance macabre by ghost vs just dance by lady gaga

29: a cover that you like better than the original song oingo boingo's cover of california girls

30: a song with really good lyrics OHHHH.....oh god, the lamia by genesis has lyrics that read like fucking poetry, it's probably one of my favorite lyrics of all time tbh

37: a song that reminds you of your best friend: square hammer by ghost!

39: a song you always sing along to answered this again, but i always feel like singing along to the ginga nagareboshi theme song when i hear it bc 1) it's good and 2) it's LITERALLY the only song lyrics that i know byheart. and i've known it for like, YEARS now. like i've byhearted other songs before but i've forgotten them all over time but THIS? it fucking persists. life is temporary, spinning dog anime is eternal

40: your favorite song in a language different from your native one: not my favorite since im bad at favorites, but here's one of em, kasane teto's version of popipo by lamazeP do yall remember when warrior cats fan took this upbeat song about haha funny vegetable juice and made it about a cat forcing her mother to eat fucking poison? because i do. and oh my god it was GOOD