There are those artists that always dare. They write, produce or perform the song that's always a tad 'inappropriate' but very relevant.
Amy Winehouse was that artist. From Back to Black to What is it About Men? to Rehab to Love Is a losing game.., She commands every performance with a deeply personal touch. I've never really paid close attention to any of her lyrics because I tend to just sing along but recently, I've been going through personal stuff and listening to this song again in a totally different light made me appreciate it more. (Warning: Explicit content)!!!
Back To Black
He left no time to regret, kept his dick wet
With his same old safe bet
Me, and my head high, and my tears dry
Get on without my guy
You, went back to what you knew, so far removed
From all that we went through
And I, tread, a troubled track, my odds are stacked
I go back to black
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to, us
I love you much, it's not enough
You love blow and I love puff
And life, is like a pipe
And I'm a tiny penny rolling up the walls, inside
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to black.
RIP Amy Winehouse.
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