Well, I'm having trouble with this one. I really only know what my anthems are. I agree that I am a Rock tends to describe how a lot of us end up. I have periods of being that way, even though I have a family. And The Smiths, The Boy with the Thorn in His Side is one that I like...
How can they look into my eyes and still they don't believe me
How can they hear me say those words, still they don't believe me
And if they don't believe me now, will they ever believe me?
Those lines convey that feeling of wondering why no one else gets it, whatever "it" is at the time.
This one really sums up how I feel when NTs come up and put their hands on me or start a conversation. I don't look at faces much at all and often forget people after they or I move away from each other... I mean sometimes I even completely forget them, even if I actually spent some time with them. And they can't understand it so they keep needling me as if they're sure I must know who they are and I'm just not trying hard enough. This is a video, click the link and click "Bastard."
http://www.tmbg.com/venue.html
This one, I think, is the NT song:
http://tmbw.net/wiki/Lyrics:The_Bells_Are_Ringing
But my current personal anthem is this:
Till My Head Falls Off
By: They Might Be Giants
Copyright: 1996
There were eighty-seven Advil in the bottle now there's thirty left
I ate forty-seven so what happened to the other ten?
Why do you suspiciously change the subject and break my concentration
As I dump the bottle out and I count the Advil up again?
Don't interrupt me as I struggle to complete this thought
Have some respect for someone more forgetful than yourself
And I'm not done
And I won't be till my head falls off
Hitting every pocket on my shirt, pants and overcoat
And I'm hitting them again but I don't know where I put my notes
Clearing my throat, and gripping the lectern I smile and face my audience
Clearing his throat and smiling with his hands on the bathroom sink
And when I lean my head against the frosted shower stall
I see stuff through the glass that I don't recognize at all
And I'm not done
And I won't be till my head falls off
Though it may not be a long way off
I'm not done talking yet
I'm not done talking yet
And when I lean my head against the frosted shower stall
I see a broken figure silhouetted on the wall
And I'm not done
And I won't be till my head falls off
Though it may not be a long way off
I won't be done until my head falls off
I also identify with parts of the song Grace Kelly by Mika, but it's largely just silly and repetitive so I won't post it. But the idea of trying to ape others to create the personality you think someone will like or to find security by wearing a tried and tested disguise? Yeah, that occupied a lot of my life.
At my boldest, I felt that the song Princes of the Universe was more apt, though it seems to be about Highlander:
I am immortal, I have inside me blood of kings
I have no rival, no man can be my equal
Take me to the future of you all
I was pretty full of myself that year...
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