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Fear

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Just watched the latest episode of Philosophie on arte. It’s Raphael Enthoven’s vulgarization show which is hit and miss. You might know him as ex- MR Carla Bruni. Check out the story, it’s a real soap!!

This one was interesting and touched on a lot of subjects, including fear.
Confiance vs. défiance
Confiance vs. méfiance
Confiance vs. soupçon
Confiance vs. peur…



Pulp – The Fear (Live)


This is our Music from A Bachelors Den
– the sound of loneliness turned up to ten.
A horror soundtrack from a stagnant water-bed & it sounds just like this.
This is the sound of someone losing the plot -
making out that they’re okay when they’re not.
You’re gonna like it, but not a lot & the chorus goes like this:

Oh Baby, here comes the fear again.
The end is near again.
A monkey’s built a house on your back.
You can’t get anyone to come in the sack
& here comes another panic attack.
Oh here we go again.

So now you know the words to our song,
pretty soon you’ll all be singing along.
When you’re sad, when you’re lonely & it all turns out wrong.
When you’ve got the fear.
& when you’re no longer searching for beauty or love -
just some kind of life with the edges taken off.
When you can’t even define what it
is that you are frightened of
this song will be here.

Oh Baby, here comes the fear again.
The end is near again.
If you ever get that chimp off your back.
If you ever find the thing that you lack
but you know you’re only having a laugh
& here we go again.
Until the end
Until the end




The National – I’m Afraid of Everyone (feat. Sufjan Stevens)

Venom radio and venom television
I’m afraid of everyone, I’m afraid of everyone
They’re the young blue bodies
With the old red bodies
I’m afraid of everyone, I’m afraid of everyone
With my kid on my shoulders I try

Not to hurt anybody I like
But I don’t have the drugs to sort
I don’t have the drugs to sort it out
Sort it out

I’ll defend my family with my orange umbrella
I’m afraid of everyone, I’m afraid of everyone
With my shiny new star
Spangling tennis shoes on
I’m afraid of everyone, I’m afraid of everyone

With my kid on my shoulders I try
Not to hurt anybody out

But I don’t have the drugs to sort
I don’t have the drugs to sort it out
Sort it out
I don’t have the drugs to sort it out
Sort it out

You’re the voice that’s swallowing my soul, soul, soul
(repeat)




The Smiths – Girl Afraid


Girl afraid
Where do his intentions lay ?
Or does he even have any ?

Boy afraid
Prudence never pays
….
I’ll never make that mistake again!




I’m scared, I’m scared, I’m scared
I’m scared, so scared
I’m scared, I’m scared, I’m scared
As the years roll away
And the price that I paid
And the straws slips away

You don’t have to suffer
It is what it is
No bell book or candle
Can get you out of this, oh no!

I’m scarred, I’m scarred, I’m scarred
I’m scarred, uh huh
I’m scarred, I’m scarred, I’m scarred
Every day of my life
I just manage to survive
I just wanna stay alive

You don’t have to worry
In heaven or hell
Just dance to the music
You do it so well, well, well!

Hatred and jealousy, gonna be the death of me
I guess I knew it right from the start
Sing out about love and peace
Don’t wanna see the red raw meat
The green eyed goddamn straight from your heart

I’m tired, I’m tired, I’m tired
Of being so alone
No place to call my own
Like a rollin’ stone

Written by audiogrammes

October 16, 2011 at 15:52

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