Hang This Over My Head

If you can’t tell by now, I wear my heart on my sleeve. Due to this fatal flaw, my shirts tend to get blood soaked often as people have a particular penchant for poking at me with long sticks. I soak up the pain like Bounty, internalize it for analysis, and then I find myself in a funk (i.e. “Morning Monologue: I’m Just Going to Write”). Once I’m in that zone, I’m just there until I find my way out.

For the record, this is not about “April.” She’s just the first domino in a series of events this week that got me here. The other factors in my 09 slump, I don’t care to discuss just yet. I’m an extremist. I’m either on, or I’m off. Right now I’m off but I’ll be back soon. The past few months and this week in particular, I’ve seen more of my flaws. More of my past mistakes repeating themselves. Since I’m an imperfect perfectionist who realizes his own imperfections, that shit kills me inside. It’s torture. Now I have to destroy and rebuild. I see that now. I have to dig myself into a little hole and work on me. Only once hibernation is complete can I reemerge and spread my wings like a newborn butterfly.

Although I woke up in the same emotional funk I went to sleep in, it wasn’t until I turned to a rarely used source that I found a glimpse of redemption: music. As off as it may sound given my current profession, I don’t have a personal relationship with music. Ironic I know. I work in silence because song lyrics effect my own creative process, and since I deal with music all day every day as work, it takes a little bit of the recreational fun out of it. But earlier today I rediscovered the magic that is good music. The selection that got auto-repeat props from me was “Hang This Over My Head” by newcomer Kevin “KC” Cossom. He’s super producer Danja’s new artist and will be a problem when his album drops later this year. Definitely NWSO-approved and y’all know I don’t co-sign much.

Since I been singing the kid’s song all day, I figured I’d share my own personal remix. Peep my abridged lyrics below and you can hear the audio in a bootleg YouTube clip afterwards.

Let me know your thoughts on KC, his music and my unofficial remix.

HANG THIS OVER MY HEAD

(Opening refrain)

Oh, nah-nah-nah, nah
Oh, nah-nah-nah, nah

(1st Verse)
Is this the end?
Could we be better off as just being friends?
Even though we set out to play this game to win
I love LIKED you, you love DIDN’T LIKE me, but I can’t pretend, no
See, you try not to complain ’cause I know I’m to blame, baby
And since that day, no, things ain’t really been the same, baby
Even though you said we’d move on after you forgave me
But you always find a way to bring it back up again
What am I to do, baby?
You gave me another chance and I’m trying to deliver
But why is it when you get mad you wanna reconsider
Ain’t nothing perfect, do you, just keep it up
If you can't get over it then tell me my time is up

(Chorus)
Cause I can’t stand here and let you hang that over my head (nah)
Let you hang it over my head (my head)
Let you hang that over my head (Ayy)
Won’t sit here and let you hang that over my head (nah)
Let you hang it over my head (my head)
Let you hang that over my head (Ayy)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no…

(2nd vs)
Girl, you know I don’t love her JUST BE WRITING
That still ain’t a good enough reason to make ya suffer FOR YOU TO GET EXCITED
But I can’t go back, if I could I woulda never touched her WROTE ABOUT THAT COLD NIGHT WHEN…
Never woulda made that mistake
I never woulda came home STAYED AT YOUR CRIB late that day, woulda been right with my ON MY WAY baby
But girl when I apologized you told me we was gonna be alright
I can tell it’s still on your mind, ’cause every time we fight I EXTEND MY HAND you wanna say bye-bye
Ain’t nothing perfect, do you, just keep it up
If you can't get over it then tell me my time is up

(Chorus)

(3rd verse)
I gave you every bit of—my love ROOM TO HUFF AND PUFF
Then I messed up, lost your trust
Every other night you trying to call my bluff
But now, now, look at us
One day it’s all good, then it’s all bad
I just wanna get back what we THE FRIEND I had
Ain’t nothing perfect, do you, just keep it up
You don’t wanna let me live this down, I don't wanna give us up (nah)
Ain’t nothing perfect, do you, just keep it up
If you can't get over it then tell me my time is up

(Chorus)

Bridge fade out…

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