Blue October best songs and lyrics

Blue October is easily my favorite band. It is an alternative group that also includes violin in many of its songs, making it so much more heart-felt and sad than any other group’s music I can think of (in the ‘alternative’ category (but my range is small)).

It’s not just ‘emo music.’ It’s touching, deep, and really…there’s just a lot of emotion and pain put into all their songs (I’m not saying there’s pain in every song, necessarily). The lead singer, Justin, knows what the hell he’s singing about. He’s singing about problems and feelings he’s gone through in his own life, which makes the music so much more accurate, real, and easier for the audience to understand.

Each song is unique with a haunting and beautiful melody that you’ll want to hum for hours, or, in my case…years. The lyrics are more than incredible.

Here are a few lyrics from some of my favorite songs (the words in parentheses are the album name)…

You Make Me Smile (Foiled)
…Once so hard to speak
Now so easy to play around
Catching that eye you know
That eye that slaps you in your face
And calls you a puppy
Well, how do you say I was hypnotized
…You make me smile
…Could you be the one that’s not afraid
To look me in the eye
I swear I would collapse if I would tell
How I think you fell from the sky

Into the Ocean (Foiled)
Now waking to the sun
I calculate what I had done
Like jumping from the bow, yeah
Just to prove that I knew how, yeah
It’s midnight’s late reminder of
The loss of her, the one I love
My will to quickly end it all
Set front row in my need to fall
Into the ocean, end it all

Hate Me (Foiled)
I have to block out thoughts of you
So I don’t lose my head
…There’s a burning in my pride
A nervous bleeding in my brain
An ounce of peace is all I want for you
Will you never call again?
And will you never say that you love me
Just to put it in my face
And will you never try to reach me?
It is I that wanted space
Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things I didn’t do for you
Hate me in ways
Yeah, ways hard to swallow
Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you

Congratulations (Foiled)
…I came to see the light in my best friend
You seemed as happy as you’d ever been
My chance of being open was broken
And now you’re Mrs. Him
My words they don’t come out right
But I’ll try to say I’m happy for you
I think I’m gonna take that drive
I wanted to give you something
I’ve been wanting to give to you for years
My heart

Overweight (Foiled)
…I want to carry a piece of who I was before
So when I hit the wall, I really hit the wall
I want to tear away the death again
A whiter shade of fucking meth again
…I owned up, I’ve grown up, do you remember me?
I showed up and so what if I’m the used to be
I’m here to tell you that I’m sorry I was sorry
But I’m happy that you’re happy
This is no longer about me
…Live your life just like a dream
Without the pain of goodbyes
Goodbye!
Ever carry the weight of another?
For how long?
I walk as far as they need to recover
For how long?
I’ve been a drunk disrespectful little street punk
Unlock the back of my trunk
You see, you take this bat
And bash my head into the street again
No-one’s around so I keep beating it
Pull my hair back, look me in the eye
There’s a self-destructive meaning in the bleeding of a guy
It’s the guilt of what reality has given me
Making sense of all mistakes and my stupidity
…So to my friends that even call but I don’t call back
I want you deep inside my heart upon a hill
It seems to hide sometimes and run away and wonder
I’m really sick of saying sorry but I will

It’s Just Me (Foiled)
I lost a piece of me in you
I think I left it in your arms
I forget the reasons I got scared
But remembered that I cared quite a lot
You see, but lately I’ve been on my own
Yeah, one, but one by choice
You see, that’s a first for me
This only me, yeah there’s only me
And now I realize for once it’s just me
It’s just me

Independently Happy (Consent to Treatment)
…I still want the girl that really caught my eye
But she lives in Oklahoma City, far away from me
Well there’s an empty hope chest
I quit the dope quest
And remain independently happy
…And I deal with the fact that I’ve forgotten the worst
And I feel that my social behavior may seem
Somewhat unrehearsed
But another page, a sullen rage
And I’ll be back to my normal self
…But I, I wipe the slate clean
I kick the daydream
And remain independently happy

HRSA (Consent to Treatment)
…Knock-knock on the windowpane
My smoke break, the hour rang
My quiet roommate who sleeps the same
And woke up when dinner came
The man’s no more than forty old
Arrived scared two days ago
A family of earth and gold
But still nonetheless alone
I learned quick, knew what to say
Then three angels walked my way
In Spanish tongue they knelt to pray
And said, “God, keep him safe from
Screaming voices”
They became my family
Outstretched the hands around my head
Ya know boy, I can feel them breathing
They actually knelt down and prayed for me
…Don’t you dare put me on H.R.S.A.
Does self-abuse extend your hospital stay?
Well I think I’ll lie a bit
Lord, I won’t cry over anything
Over anything at all

Holler (Consent to Treatment)
…I won’t be strong, and I won’t be brave
I’ll never stay cause you don’t treat me the right way

Schizophrenia (Consent to Treatment)
…A hard-to-reach malaria
I’ve got the mood that seems to scare ya
And I’m paranoid, self-destroyed
Believe me Lord, I’m sorry
I’ve got the mood that seems to bury ya
I’ve got the nightmare called schizophrenia
I cry, I cry, and I don’t know why
The fever becomes my home
…I bet you’re bet waiting for the long sob story
Of how I was mistreated again, no
But no, I wasn’t built that way
I was strong, desperately brave
And I didn’t mean to scare ya
Schizophrenia

Drop (Consent to Treatment)
…And still the sweaty man is behind the trees
Behind the trees
The flip side of sanity is the game
I’m fourteen million miles away
I’m fourteen million miles away, away from sane
The dark man in the restroom windowpane
Whose words just pour out human pain

Conversation via Radio (Do You Ever Wonder) (Consent to Treatment)
…Do you ever wonder
How hard you hit, you broke my thunder
Do you ever wonder
A scar was sewn
A drop of blood was saved for making wine
Still no repent
On how you crumble when I shake
A mental jaw was used
To pry me from this wrecking bond
But the sad detail is all the promises that I make

Libby I’m Listening (Consent to Treatment)
…Believe me I’m not always on a serious side
‘Cause I can make you laugh, if he makes you scream
If he breaks you, tell me everything
‘Cause here we are alone again
And Libby I’m listening again
‘Cause I can make you laugh, if he makes you scream
If he breaks you, tell me everything
‘Cause here we are alone again
And Libby I’m listening
…Libby
I just want to listen to you
PLEASE!

Amnesia (Consent to Treatment)
…I wish I could go to sleep and wake up with amnesia
And try to forget the things that I’ve done
I wish I knew how to keep the promises I made you
But life, I guess it goes on
Yeah, I know it goes on
You see, I’ve learned it goes on

Clumsy Card House (History for Sale)
By the way
By your side I’ll stay
If that’s OK
Then by your side I’ll stay forever
Here I’m standing up
Because I want to fall in love with you
A sunless day
It was a clumsy card house rape
If that’s OK
Well then by your side I’ll stay forever
Here I’m standing up
Because I want to fall in love
Forever
Here I’m standing up
Because I want to fall
And our kids could play
A sunless day
The rain would come
The rain always brings our heroes
And our kids could play
A sunless day
The rain would come
The rain always brings our heroes
Believe in heroes

Ugly Side (History for Sale)
…I only want you to see
My favorite part of me
And not my ugly side
…I won’t let you on my stage, my page
You can’t know
Yet you have to know

Somebody (History for Sale)
…So you caught me
Wishing I were better than the rest
You hit me and left bruises on my chest
And when I wouldn’t cheat I spit upon your test
The test I tore up weeks ago
And now my fist is
My fist is for your face to cock the jaw
When I begin to rise, you start to fall
Now you know how it feels to drop the ball
The ball I threw back days ago
I only wanted to be somebody
So fucking bad, I came unglued
I only wanted to be somebody
And now here we are, yeah
Face to face and I’m fucking you

Yeah. I just like them…a lot. I particularly love ‘Hate Me’ (first song I ever heard by Blue October) and ‘Libby I’m Listening.’

Schizophrenia is NOT MPD!

I hate it when people confuse Schizophrenia and Multiple Personality Disorder! Take a simple psychology class, and you’ll probably realize this.

I had a teacher last semester (he taught about East Asian civilizations, was in his upper 40s probably) who said something about Schizophrenia, and alluded to multiple personalities. After class I specifically had to ask him if he knew what Schizophrenia is, and if he knew the difference between that and MPD. Luckily for me, he claimed to know that Schizophrenia is NOT MPD, but he said it was for the ease of the class to understand what he was talking about (since apparently far too many people think that Schizophrenia is MPD).

Pick up a fucking book or take a psychology class, you idiots who don’t know the difference! Even if you don’t do those things, never, NEVER confuse the two! Ever!