All My Life
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Something never comes never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around and it's taken away
Leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most
Calm down don't you resist
You've such a delicate wrist
And if I give it a twist
Something to hold when I lose my grip
Will I find something in there
To give me just what I need
Another reason to bleed
One by one hidden up my sleeve (one by one hidden up my sleeve)
Don't let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keepin' me down
Don't let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keepin' me down
Will I find a believer
Another one who believes
Another one to deceive
Over and over down on my knees
If I get any closer
And if you open up wide
And if you let me inside
On and on I've got nothing to hide (on and on I've got nothing to hide)
Don't let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keepin' me down
Don't let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keepin' me down
All my life I've been searching for something
Something never comes never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around and it's taken away
Leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most
Feel it come to life when I see your ghost
Then I'm done done on to the next one
Done done and I'm on to the next one
Done done and I'm on to the next one
Done done and I'm on to the next one
Done done and I'm on to the next one
Done done and I'm on to the next one
Done done and I'm on to the next one
Done I'm done and on to the next
Done done on to the next one
Done I'm done and on to the next one
Done done on to the next one
Done I'm done and on to the next
Don't let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keepin' me down
Don't let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keepin' me down
Done done on to the next one
And I'm done and on to the next
The lyrics of "All My Life" by Foo Fighters seem to be about the never-ending search for something that seems to constantly elude the singer. He's constantly searching, hoping to find that which he's been searching for, but nothing seems to satisfy him. Yet, he's getting closer to the prize that's at the end of the rope. Whenever he dreams of the day when he finally attains what he's searching for, it's always taken away from him, leaving him with an intense feeling of loss - one that he feels the most. However, he's comforted by the fact that he feels alive again whenever he thinks of his ghost.
In the next part of the song, the singer asks the listener to calm down and not resist. He's offering them something to hold onto when they lose their grip. He wonders if there's anything in there that can give him what he needs and become another reason to bleed. He has one by one hidden up his sleeve, promising to use them when he needs to.
The singer repeats the same lamentation from the beginning, yet adds that he’s moving on to the next one, reflecting a new sense of determination, albeit an almost sarcastic one. It's one of the most popular Foo Fighters songs that features a pulsating rhythm and guitar riff, making it a bona fide rock anthem. The lyrics are open to interpretation, but the song has a universal appeal with its catchy melody that resonated with music lovers across the world.
Line by Line Meaning
All my life I've been searching for something
My entire existence has been a quest to find something important and meaningful.
Something never comes never leads to nothing
What I'm searching for seems to always escape me and never leads to anything satisfying.
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
Even though nothing has brought me complete satisfaction yet, I feel like I'm getting closer to my goal.
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
I'm nearing the ultimate reward, but I feel like I'm hanging by a thread, and it could all slip away at any moment.
All night long I dream of the day
Every night when I sleep, I dream of the day when I finally achieve my goal.
When it comes around and it's taken away
But when that day finally comes and it's snatched away from me, it's devastating.
Leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most
The loss leaves me feeling the most intense and painful emotion.
Feel it come to life when I see your ghost
But when I think of you, my lost love, the feeling becomes real and tangible once again.
Calm down don't you resist
Please, calm down and don't fight it.
You've such a delicate wrist
Your wrist is so delicate and fragile.
And if I give it a twist
And if I twist your wrist...
Something to hold when I lose my grip
I need something to grip onto when I feel like everything is slipping away from me.
Will I find something in there
Will I find what I'm looking for in your wrist?
To give me just what I need
Something that will provide me with the exact thing I'm searching for.
Another reason to bleed
Another source of pain and suffering.
One by one hidden up my sleeve (one by one hidden up my sleeve)
One by one, I have tricks and secrets hidden up my sleeve to help me reach my goal.
Don't let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste
I don't want to waste what I have, even if I don't fully enjoy it.
Weight keepin' me down
But the burden of it all is weighing me down.
Will I find a believer
Will I find someone who shares my beliefs and values?
Another one who believes
Someone else who has faith in what I'm doing.
Another one to deceive
Another person to trick or mislead in my pursuit of my goal.
Over and over down on my knees
I keep repeating this cycle, constantly on my knees, begging for something to change.
If I get any closer
If I get any closer to what I'm searching for...
And if you open up wide
And if you let me in, if you let me get even closer...
And if you let me inside
If you allow me access to your innermost self...
On and on I've got nothing to hide (on and on I've got nothing to hide)
I'll keep going, onward and onward, with nothing to hide and everything to gain.
Then I'm done done on to the next one
When I'm finished with this pursuit, I'll move on to the next one.
Don't let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste
Again, I don't want any opportunity to go to waste, even if it's bittersweet.
Weight keepin' me down
The weight of it all is dragging me down.
And I'm done and on to the next
I'm done with this pursuit and ready to move on to the next one.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ANYA WEIHE, MORITZ STAHL, LARS COELLN, MICHAEL GRIMM, MARVIN KUCKLACK, GEORGE BRENNER, PHILIP WEIHE, ROBIN ENGELHARDT
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Nikoleta
They call me The Wild Rose
but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
As she stared in my eyes and smiled
For her lips were the colour of the roses
That grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he knocked on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand
He wiped at the tears that ran down my face
They call me The Wild Rose
but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I’d seen
I said, “Do you know where the wild roses grow
So sweet and scarlet and free?”
On the second day he came with a single red rose
Said: “Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?”
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
He said, “If I show you the roses will you follow?”
They call me The Wild Rose
but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
On the third day he took me to the river
He showed me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he stood smiling above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I kissed her goodbye, I said, “All beauty must die”
And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
They call me The Wild Rose
but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
Nikoleta
They call me The Wild Rose
but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
As she stared in my eyes and smiled
For her lips were the colour of the roses
That grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he knocked on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand
He wiped at the tears that ran down my face
They call me The Wild Rose
but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I’d seen
I said, “Do you know where the wild roses grow
So sweet and scarlet and free?”
On the second day he came with a single red rose
Said: “Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?”
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
He said, “If I show you the roses will you follow?”
They call me The Wild Rose
but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
On the third day he took me to the river
He showed me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he stood smiling above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I kissed her goodbye, I said, “All beauty must die”
And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
They call me The Wild Rose
but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
krystal ydrogo
Always loved this song ❤️
valdio castracazz
Masterpiece!!!!!
James Friedberg
Masterpiece
JorgeAraujo97
I had a beautifully messed up childhood. Good times.
Puppenbühne Bauchkribbeln
25 years ago....OMG...times running...
undefined FSDFSS
802,000 views and just 2 comments? Never seen that before.
Masterpiece
The most believable part of this song is where a woman randomly gets whacked by a man.
Jennie f
BEAUTIFUL ....... and yes I have seen before ~ Jennie
Dave G
800,000 views and no comments? Never seen that before.
AW
Jane Doe’s song...