The Living Tombstone - My Ordinary Life
Lyrics - https://youtu.be/LkdNWZ_W2jM
Slowed - https://youtu.be/0zSrKJBr--U
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The story starts with our main character - a young songwriter/singer with rose-colored glasses on. She keeps bragging about her success, insulting and manipulating people. Money, reputation and love are the most important for her and maybe deep down she knows that she's wrong but she isn't willing to show it. Life is easy for this woman - everyone loves her 'charming' personality, they listen to her songs, applaud her and all she needs to do is keep the tracks coming. Although she will never tell she is very scared of meeting new people or doing new things because it's always the same for her, never being able to feel adrenaline. She celebrates herself with lots of champagne and laughter. Who is she laughing at? All of the people who dislike her for any reason. Yes it does hurt, but that's how life is, you can never show that someone hurt you or they will get more adrenaline and will hurt you again. The woman would never acknowledge the fact that she has become irrelevant, she would just close her eyes and wait for her time again. Being famous has its pros and cons. You get to travel, have nice clothes, a nice house but you are also in a lot of pain, to stop it you take pain pills. Our character has a sudden change of heart when her glasses fall off and break. That's when she sees how the real world is and it's not just rainbows and flowers like she used to see. Anxious and afraid she tries not to lose her cool and charm. Life moves on and so does she. The woman is still loved and idolised. She gets invited to all sorts of gatherings, especially dinners. Let's not forget that she's different now, at least that's what she wants you to believe. Whenever people try to tell her that she's special, one of a kind she just smiles at them and shakes her head as she realizes that she is equal to everyone else, no one is worse or greater than her. She wants to be remembered, for good things of course. Or for anything maybe. Maybe her inspiring speeches? That's for the future to know and for us to find out. People start pointing out how she's different now. Humble and kind. And all she can do is nod her head again, feeling embarrassed for how she used to be. Or maybe not. Deep down she is still the same bitch that celebrates being brutal and only cares about fame. Another pro of being famous is that people love giving you things and you have to accept otherwise you will be seen as a rude person who doesn't care about their fans. Our young artist is famous enough to just be able to ask for anything and get it instantly. Hell, people even call her a God because she's just so good at what she does. Maybe she has a superiority complex since she likes it even if she doesn't show it, she just pretends to be at a loss, not knowing what to answer. People like literally everything that she does, even if it's not right. It's okay because it's HER doing it. Sometimes she considers the idea that those people are just being fake so they can be in her inner circle. And she is slowly coming back to where she started, wanting to get her glasses back. She starts acting like she's superior, like she's above everyone else. All the people don't even mean anything to her, she sees them as one blob of something that keeps her relevant, although she admits that she would be lost without their love and it's obvious that she needs recognition. Sometimes she wonders if she has become too famous, too good, has gained too much of everything. Because of all the fame, it's hard for her to love and find someone special. She likes to say 'when you become untouchable you're unable to touch' which really can only mean one thing. Everything is confusing, she doesn't recognise herself anymore so there's not much to celebrate. Everything hurts and she just ran out of pain pills. She's losing sleep and her mind too. Trying to convince herself that she's just thrilled and not stressed. Remembering how she left everyone behind. She realizes that she can't live like this anymore and runs towards the accessory shop. After a while of looking, reconsidering and hesitation she finally determines that she cannot live without her glasses so she asks for a pair as the helper says that only one is left and that she is lucky. She is willing to pay whatever horrific price it is but the glasses will be hers. Just lean in, grab them and let go of yourself. "I feel fear for the very last time." she says as she puts on the glasses suddenly forgetting all of her worries and pain.
