12-29-2007, 08:36 AM
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Originally Posted by oib111
Was an accident, but nobody knows
Nobody, except my soul
Taken for granted, truth untold
Thought as bad, but really unknown
Nobody understands, and no ones willing to help
Nobody understands, and no ones willing to help
Nobody understands, no ones gonna help me cope
Nobody understands, no ones gonna help me cope
Symptoms are left unseen, and left alone
Depression and unhappiness, all unknown
Things seem so fine, but so wrong
Try to run away, but you’re already gone
Nobody understands, and no ones willing to help
Nobody understands, and no ones willing to help
Nobody understands, no ones gonna help me cope
Nobody understands, no ones gonna help me cope
Nobody understands, and no ones willing to help
Nobody understands, and no ones willing to help
Nobody understands, no ones gonna help me cope
Nobody understands, no ones gonna help me cope
Theres a solo after the last two choruses, and then I play the Intro as an Outro. I would record it, but I suck at recording, and I'm one of my cables or w/e broke so I cant use a pedal with my guitar so I can do a clean intro and small overdrived versus and distorted chorus.
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Now this is just my opinion. I can understand the words, “Nobody understands”. I just can’t grasp the “no ones willing to help, gonna help”, etc. It sounds pretty pathetic to me. It seems the author has problems, but expects everybody to resolve them for him. Like he is weak and unstable and doesn’t even try to help himself. He expects somebody to take him under their wing, comfort him, pick him up, nurture him, take care of him.
It’s one thing to accept help when offered, it’s another to expect it.
It sort of reminds me of “Nobody knows the trouble I seen, Nobody knows my sorrow”. Boo Hoo!
How about, “I’m gonna pick myself up, brush myself off, and get back in the damn race! That’s life!”
Try:
Nobody Understands
Nobody understands, Nobody cares I live or die.
Nobody understands, I have no more tears to cry.
I’m a fighter and I’m not down for the count yet.
I’ll bounce back, on this you can bet.
The world will know this guy has raw guts inside.
Or something like that.
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