Angela Baker and My Obsession With Fire
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I won't forget the day that, that I came to
And I started thinking that there's more
than just perfect prom queens and silver spoons.
And all i ever wanted was someone to
Love me back to the bliss of ignorance
cause I feel like running head first into traffic

And so I'm here to say,
that thoughts enbed with pain.

I won't forget the day that, that I found god
In a kitchen knife now, inked on my arm.
So paint the pale white floor with, with my red blood
And now my selfish pain is, the pain I love
As I swallow the pills of happiness
and you watch me fall like New York in an earthquake.

And so I'm here to say,
that thoughts enbed with pain.

I stand outside of my pretty house
I light a match to start the fire
I call the cops to let them know
It's 22 Walthuree Ave.
as I thought I wanted this
I thought I wanted this.

(I'm here to say)
I said I wanted some more attention
I thought I wanted a story ending.
(I love the pain, I hate the pain)
I just give in.

I think that the truth is I'm scared
I think I'm just scared to live




I think that the truth is I'm scared
I think that the truth is I'm everything that I hate.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Senses Fail's song "Angela Baker And My Obsession With" delve into the complex emotions of a person who feels trapped in their own life, searching for an escape from their pain and a way to feel alive. The song begins with the singer acknowledging the limitations of his surroundings and recognizing that there must be more to life than what he's been shown. He longs for someone to love him and guide him back to the blissful ignorance he once had, as he feels like he's on the brink of self-destruction.


The chorus of the song emphasizes the idea that thoughts become ingrained with pain, suggesting that the more one dwells on their pain, the more it becomes a part of them. This is embodied through the singer's willingness to tattoo a reminder of his pain on his own body as a testament to his commitment to feeling alive. He consumes pills for happiness, but the artificial high only leads to a deeper low as he falls into despair.


The song ends with the singer standing outside his house, ready to ignite a fire and seeking attention for his actions. As much as he hates the pain, he's hooked on the adrenaline rush that it brings him. However, he acknowledges that the truth is he's scared to live and that he hates everything he is becoming. The song is a raw reflection on the human experience of longing for escape and trying to find something to cling onto in the midst of pain.


Line by Line Meaning

I won't forget the day that, that I came to
I remember the moment when I had a realization about life


And I started thinking that there's more than just perfect prom queens and silver spoons.
I realized there's more to life than just superficial things like popularity and wealth


And all i ever wanted was someone to Love me back to the bliss of ignorance
All I really wanted was someone to love me even if it meant living in ignorance and avoiding pain


cause I feel like running head first into traffic
I'm so overwhelmed with emotions that I feel like hurting myself


And so I'm here to say, that thoughts enbed with pain.
These thoughts are causing me emotional pain


I won't forget the day that, that I found god
I remember the moment when I found solace in something greater than myself


In a kitchen knife now, inked on my arm.
I got a tattoo of a kitchen knife to represent my pain and my desire to hurt myself


So paint the pale white floor with, with my red blood
I want to harm myself so much that I bleed on the floor


And now my selfish pain is, the pain I love
I've become addicted to the pain and it's the only thing that makes me feel alive


As I swallow the pills of happiness and you watch me fall like New York in an earthquake.
I'm trying to find happiness through medication, but it's only making things worse and causing me to spiral out of control


I stand outside of my pretty house
I feel disconnected from the life I've built for myself


I light a match to start the fire
I want to destroy everything I've worked for and everything around me


I call the cops to let them know It's 22 Walthuree Ave.
I want the police to know that I'm responsible for the chaos in my life


as I thought I wanted this I thought I wanted this.
I thought I wanted the life I built for myself, but it's not what I really wanted


(I'm here to say) I said I wanted some more attention
I thought I wanted more attention, but it's not what I really need


I thought I wanted a story ending.
I thought I wanted a happy ending to my story, but I know it's not that easy


(I love the pain, I hate the pain) I just give in.
I'm torn between my love and hate for the pain, but I always end up giving in to it


I think that the truth is I'm scared
I'm really scared and struggling to cope with everything


I think I'm just scared to live
I'm afraid of what living really means and what it might entail


I think that the truth is I'm scared
I'm so overwhelmed with fear that it's hard to see past it


I think that the truth is I'm everything that I hate.
I hate myself and everything I've become




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Written by: DANIEL GERARD TRAPP, DAVID MICHAEL MILLER, GARRETT MICHAEL ZABLOCKI, JAMES ANTHONY BUDDY NIELSEN, MICHAEL JOHN GLITA

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@dancyi

Lyrics:

I won't forget the day that, that I came to
And I started thinking that there's more
than just perfect prom queens and silver spoons.
And all i ever wanted was someone to
Love me back to the bliss of ignorance
cause I feel like running head first into traffic

And so I'm here to say,
that thoughts enbed with pain.

I won't forget the day that, that I found god
In a kitchen knife now, inked on my arm.
So paint the pale white floor with, with my red blood
And now my selfish pain is, the pain I love
As I swallow the pills of happiness
and you watch me fall like New York in an earthquake.

And so I'm here to say,
that thoughts enbed with pain.

I stand outside of my pretty house
I light a match to start the fire
I call the cops to let them know
It's 22 Walthuree Ave.
as I thought I wanted this
I thought I wanted this.

I said I wanted some more attention
I thought I wanted a story ending.
(I love the pain, I hate the pain)
I just give in.

I think that the truth is I'm scared
I think I'm just scared to live
I think that the truth is I'm scared
I think that the truth is I'm everything that I hate.



All comments from YouTube:

@michaelniblick5822

Please tell me someone still comes to listen to this masterpiece

@robbyreal7014

this was one of my favorite songs as a teenager..of course i reminisce sometimes...will never get old..always brings goosebumps

@cecilyfrater8005

Yes!

@seely32

2022

@SyracuseIsOranges

I gotchu

@codyhunt8459

More often than you think... and i suppose morethan i think as well. Cheers

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@BlaiseTheSlayer

This album is easily the greatest that Senses Fail has, or will release.

@thefives7ar

Easily. It’s not even close. Front to back it’s just a great album, plus it pretty much defined a genre at the time.

@17emiliano45

Its the best album

@ohno2306

Still Searching would like a word

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