"The hardest part of growing up is realizing you liked who you were better than who you are. I miss everything about you. Tell me a bed time story. One where I die at the end"
SONGTEXT : Mother, I'm calling for you mother You've been gone for too long, why'd you go? Is this what you think it means to be responsible? Hospital, you stayed in the hospital Trying to convince the nurse to give you sedatives You said, "I'll give anything to make this all go away" Baby love, I'm singing to you baby love Please don't tell me we're really giving up I need you to be strong for the both of us I'm a little baby bird, being pushed out of its nest Climbing back up the trees admitting I'm weaker than the rest Little honey pie, I'm broken but I'll try To fix you along with me tonight, I won't stop until we're fine Rain, I can feel you coming my way I'm scared that I'll start wanting to run away again As the cold breeze will give me the confidence to say Get the fuck away from me The hardest part of growing up is realizing you liked who you were better than who you are I miss everything about you Tell me a bedtime story One where I die at the end
I remember helping someone i loved, she was broken and wanted to just give up. I never gave up on her... no matter how many times she tried pushing me away. She tried to commit suicide. I got helped her when she felt afraid and hopeless, i was there when no one else was. No one cared for her. No one liked her. No one talked to her. And her parents didn't even care when she was feeling scuicidal, when she went to the hospital. they didn't care. They didn't listen, they didn't try to help her. I was the only person there for her when she tried to kill herself that night when she just couldn't take it anymore. She didn't want to be hurt anymore. And i told her these words that always stuck with her till this day. I said no matter what happens I'm not going to let you die, and I'm not going to give up on you, I'm not going to leave you, i will make sure you are safe happy and healthy. And even when she wanted me to give up on her i still didn't give up. It took alot of time for her to get better. It took 2 years. She's actually doing alot better now. She is still struggling with depression and anxiety.
The child screaming ‘Mother’ at the beginning and during the static is Little Foot from the dinosaur cartoon Land Before Time. That scream took me back...
this song came on a playlist randomly one time when i was feeling really bad and missing my mother. now i'm obsessed with it because i truly believe she sent me a sign that day. every single word in this song completely explains everything i'm feeling and i've never related to a song so much. even the bits about being in the hospital and begging for sedatives. i just find it so crazy but comforting. now whenever i feel like this i just listen to it and cry and feel better knowing she's there somewhere i don't know why i'm commenting this but i feel safe in the youtube comments lol
i can't listen to this song much because of the middle with the loud noises but when i force myself to deal with it, it's the saddest and greatest moment of my life.
My music taste flipflops between breakcore and flatsound (breakcore is generally very loud), and I love this song specifically for that middle bit, though I do have to prepare myself.
Jordan McElroy, my grandmother is suffering from the same disease. have you ever heard cancer by mcr? Or twenty one pilots? either is good, but it's sooooooo sad and relates alot.
This really hits home hard. I think about my drug addict mother. I think about how I needed to save her, and I didn't. I think about my own suicidal tendencies. "Tell me a bedtime story, one where I die at the end" absolutely sends chills down my spine. This is beautiful and terrible at the same time. Terrible in the sad sense of course, beautifully composed.
Same, times where I just wanted to save her, as I seen her ruin herself and the people around her but I couldn't do anything because I was scared, scared I was going to hurt her more
I sent this to my friend after his mom died, it almost perfectly describes her last few moments. She was a victim of a shooting. He now lives alone with his dad, working underpaid, overworked jobs trying to provide for him and his sick dad. He recently got covid, what his brother died from after his mom died. He’s weak and basically dying, and he’s eating one meal every 2 days since they can’t afford more. He’s 15.
ive grown up with a mom who tried her best but was distant, and now i have to deal with her sudden death with no goodbye. this song has helped me so much I listened to it before all this shit and now after, it means so much to hear such complex emotions put into music where anyone can interpret it so thank you so much for that
been listening to flatsound on and off for six years since i was in my early teen years. his lyricism is eviscerating in the best way this song hurts more after my mum died when i was 17
growing up without a mother is so hard. of course it's hard with living without a father too but i feel like mothers particularly are portrayed as these caring and well.. motherly people that would always be there for their child. as a kid i never really understood why my mom was kicked out, but i gradually found out more things and i've gotten to the age where i could really start to process trauma and other emotional issues. it's really tough. i often think it's because of me, that i was too much to handle or something and was a burden on her and that's why she did the things she did. my dad always reassures me that it's not true and it's completely her own problems she's dealing with and it helps temporarily but that thought always lingers in my mind. this song really resonates with me and i often come to listen to it if i need a good cry. milf (man i love flatsound)
I lost my baby 3 years ago and this song feels like it's talking directly to me. It makes my heart race and leaves me feeling hollow but it's cathartic at the same time. I feel like I failed her and it's almost nice to not have that feeling contested.
i see it as having no control over your own life , feeling the plane crashing and knowing you can't do anything to stop it . but everyone has their own way of interpreting songs , sit down and give it some thinking , mitch is very talented .
I found his music a couple years ago. There was something about the sound that made me unable to stop listening. It is very unique and I really appreciate it.
Land before time... When his mom died... I'm 14 but I still love all of the movies it's makes me cry to think about the past and this song really hit it... Especially things that happened with my mom and me.
they tell you not to overshare on the internet but im tired and sad and i think i need to just pour this out. my mom almost died when i was 5 or 6. she got so, so sick. shes still affected by it. the doctors never knew, dont know, might never know what it was or is. when i think about my childhood i really only think about my dad, and blips of my mom putting me to bed. christmases in my parents bedroom. i guess i just take it as part of my life now. i dont know if i ever really knew what my family was like before that. but everyone else does. im the youngest of 3 kids, born just a few years too late. the accident. "another fucking miracle" they called me. because they thought that my mom was infertile. another fucking mistake, i call myself. i dont know what my mom was like before she got sick. i dont know what my dad was like before he became a workaholic. i just know my mom is addicted to materials. she blows tons of money shopping at department stores. she hoards everything in our house like old receipts are some sort of gift from god. i take on these traits because its all ive ever known. i get yelled at for the same things she does. i have hoarding tendencies- but mine arent okay. i just know my dad is going to die from stress. he works himself into his job and winds himself up like a toy soldier and comes home and has no patience for anyone but himself. he travels too much and snarls at the smallest blip. but hes trying his best. i know he feels responsibility to take care of everyone, because my mom cant. but the problem is. the fucking problem is. all i know is this dysfunctional family. the one that my moms sickness tore apart and my dad tried to piece back together. i just know my sad ghost boy of a brother and my kind stern sister and me. the mistake. i never knew what it was like to see my mom whole. im never gonna see my mom whole. im never going to see my dad whole. i was just born too late. im admitting im weaker than the rest. and i just want a bedtime story. one where i die at the end.
hey i know you posted this a month ago but i want you to know that you are exactly that. a miracle. you are a beautiful human being and i am proud of you for the tiny things, for your ability to pull yourself out of bed every morning and face the day, for your resilience, for your incredible strength and bravery. that is a rare quality, my love. honestly, very few people have that superhuman amount of strength and i am in awe of you. you are so special. please, don't let go of that. don't be gone, because i may be a mere stranger on the internet but i will feel your loss. your family will feel your loss, and will be crushed to a point where it will become unbearable to them, even if the turmoil in your own head tries to convince you that they won't care. dont do this. it's not worth it, any of it. not worth the forfeited futures where you fall in love, go on road trips with friends basking in the glow of the amber sunset, the days where you realise again what happiness is and the fact that life's beauty lies in the snatches of glorious moments that come together to form a beautiful whole. if you ever need anyone, you can always message me. i care.
hey i know you posted this so so long ago and i never responded but i just want to say thank you. thank you so much for this. it means a fucking galaxy ton that you responded to my comment, for i figured id just be drowned out in the noise. whenever i feel sad i come back to this comment, to the gift you left me. i appreciate it immensely and im forever in your debt. thank you so so much.
@@ian-ux6sn I know we will probably never meet in this life. But god i wish more than anything to share the pain you are going through. I hope you find someone who will shoulder that pain for you once in a while. Take care and a big hug. Hey we can always text here, right? Byee.
It’s hard to respond in these situations, even when you know you have to. You could say “I’m sorry,” but it’s not your fault. You could say “we care,” but it never feels like enough. I’ve always tackled things like this by trying to rebuttal all the things you say to doubt yourself. It’s hard when you don’t know that person but I do it anyway because it makes me feel better knowing that I might’ve made someone else feel better. Then other times I provide my own experience, because feeling alone is one of the worst feelings. So here I go. You see surprisingly my parents are the least of my problems. My mom has always been my advocate and so has my dad. They support me and care about me and I’m ever so grateful for that. But there are many other things that plague me everyday. The image of my grandmother passed away on the floor. All the images of the toxic relationship I was in; all the times I got hit and invalidated and called stupid and got pressured into doing intimate things with her, it plagues me. “He’s crying over nothing again,” she said. I used to selfharm, and deep. I have scars that you can feel on my skin because they pop out because they were so deep. I made mistakes. And if I’m honest I still make mistakes sometimes. Last year in April I tried to hang myself in my closet. Being right on the edge of life and death is skin crawling. Terrifying. Horrifying. Makes your body feel white-cold. But I got better. I still struggle, but I got better. With the help of pills I admit but still, I got better. I am stable. I am okay. And you can be too. You are not a mistake. You are a warrior. A fighter. A survivor. I know I’d crumble in that situation. If my mom got sick like that. She has seizures and she’s on disability but it’s not the same. She’s not sick, y’know? So I will say I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I can’t fully comprehend what you’re feeling. And I will say I care, because I do. You are a good person. Nothing that has happened to you is your fault, and you deserve to live a happy, fulfilling life. Because you are a miracle. A motherfucking miracle. And don’t let anyone or anything make you think otherwise. I love you. 💜💜💜
This song is all for me, i remember when i was a young boy cried inside the bath, trying to keep my soul happy, but...nothing like had sense And its sad can't give more for my mon men, i feel so alone In this days i feel same, is really sad men Excuse me for my english, im latin God blees you and your mom, my friend❤️
Flatsound's music is so eerie yet so beautiful. His songs sound almost like the music you'd hear in Cry of Fear or some sort of psychological horror/thriller. I love it.
I can’t tell you how many times this song has saved my life. I am in need of it again. Thank you, Mitch, for your beautiful take on life. And happy 10 year anniversary to this wonderful song.
seriously how can something be this perfect? i just wanna stay in bed all day, no lights, almost smothered by my blanket and listening to this for eternity
my mom passed 4 months ago, I’ve been listening to this song for years and even though my mom was already sick (mentally and physically) it just hits a bit harder right now.
I remember helping someone i loved, she was broken and wanted to just give up. I never gave up on her... no matter how many times she tried pushing me away. She tried to commit suicide. I got helped her when she felt afraid and hopeless, i was there when no one else was. No one cared for her. No one liked her. No one talked to her. And her parents didn't even care when she was feeling scuicidal, when she went to the hospital. they didn't care. They didn't listen, they didn't try to help her. I was the only person there for her when she tried to kill herself that night when she just couldn't take it anymore. She didn't want to be hurt anymore. And i told her these words that always stuck with her till this day. I said no matter what happens I'm not going to let you die, and I'm not going to give up on you, I'm not going to leave you, i will make sure you are safe happy and healthy. And even when she wanted me to give up on her i still didn't give up. It took alot of time for her to get better. It took 2 years. She's actually doing alot better now. She is still struggling with depression and anxiety.
This song hits, the static/loud recording thing reminds me of my moms addiction, I never met her, but right before I did she offer herself. I miss her more than anything. It hurts so bad, I wish she never got addicted, because maybe we would’ve been safe together. I wouldn’t have been ripped out of her arms and thrown into the adoption system.
Mother, I'm calling for you, mother You've been gone for too long, why'd you go? Is this what you think it means to be responsible? Hospital, you stayed in the hospital Trying to convince the nurse to give you sedatives You said, "I'll give anything to make this all go away" Baby love, I'm singing to you, baby love Please don't tell me we're really giving up I need you to be strong for the both of us I'm a little baby bird being pushed out of it's nest Climbing back up the trees, admitting I'm weaker than the rest Little honey pie, I'm broken but I'll try To fix you along with me tonight, I won't stop until we're fine [Spoken Word] Rain, I can feel you coming my way I'm scared that I'll start wanting to run away again As the cold breeze will give me the confidence to say Get the fuck away from me The hardest part of growing up is realizing You liked who you were better than who you are I miss everything about you Tell me a bedtime story One where I die at the end
The hardest part of growing up is realizing you liked who you were better than who you are I miss everything about you Tell me a bedtime story One where I die at the end
I love this song but I can't hear this every time I hear this i had to cry this is number two of the songs that hit me really really really hard... Like my heart would burning away
Hey Mitch! Can I get the chords to this please? I'm a super beginner to guitar so I can't really tell. But I'd really like to sing this. It really means a lot to me.
I know it's a bit late, but try using Riffstation. You can use it to see the chords of any songs. It's a bit buggy sometimes but it will give you a rough idea of what to play (:
I fell in love with this girl....I overwhelmed her with my depression problems and I broke her heart, I want to die everyday when I think about it....I’m sorry Keara💔
Eu me sinto tão triste que mal posso respirar, ja se tornou dor física e eu me sinto tão culpada por me sentir absolutamente sozinha. Eu sou uma completa covarde.
Compreensível, acho que quase todas as pessoas se sentem assim alguma vez na vida, no mínimo umas 10 vezes uhsasasahsau Mas não se sinta culpada, okay? É algo normal..e pense assim; ''Eu mereço melhor!'', porque você definitavemente merece, ok? você merece experiênciar e fazer parte desse mundo que tem várias coisas bonitas a te propiciar, mas...algumas não são assim tão fáceis de se conseguir. Covarde? heh, acho que não, cara, além de que, não há vergonha em pedir ajuda ou companhia de alguém (desde que seja alguém que você confie ou seja mais proxima), todos precisamos de afeto algumas vezes ^^
Mãe, eu estou chamando por você Você se foi por muito tempo, por que você iria? É isso o que você acha que significa ser responsável? Hospital, você ficou no hospital Tentando convencer a enfermeira a te dar sedativos Você disse: Eu darei qualquer coisa para fazer isso tudo desaparecer Bebê, estou cantando para você, bebê Por favor, não me diga que estamos realmente desistindo Preciso que você seja forte por nós dois Eu sou um pequeno filhote de passarinho, sendo empurrado para fora de seu ninho Escalando de volta as árvores admitindo que eu sou mais fraco do que o resto Pequena torta de mel, estou quebrada, mas tentarei Corrigir você junto comigo esta noite, não pararei até que estejamos bem Chuva, eu posso sentir você vir meu caminho Estou com medo de que eu começarei a querer fugir novamente Como a brisa fria me dará a confiança para dizer Fique bem longe de mim A parte mais difícil de crescer é perceber que você gostou de quem você era mais do que você é Sinto falta de tudo sobre você Conte-me uma história para dormir Uma onde eu morro no final
mother, im calling for u, mother. u’ve been gone for too long. y’d u go? is this what u think it means to b responsible? hospital, u stayed in the hospital. trying to convince the nurse to give u sedatives. u said “i’ll give anything to make this all go away.” bby love, i’ll sing to u bby love. please don’t tell me we’re rlly giving up. i need u to b strong for the both of us. im a little bby bird bein pushed out of its nest. climbing back up the tree admitting im weaker than the rest. little honey pie broken but i’ll try to fix u along w me tonight i won’t stop until we find.
I hope you’re still around. A fellow Homestuck I see too. My mom has never run away. Though I’d like to tell you how I relate to this song. I age regress, it’s never for a good reason, I think about something and I feel myself just slip away into a shell that can’t speak and is shaking and searching for any kind of warmth. Usually I think of the relationship I had with this girl that did all the horrible things you could think of. Abuse (physical and mental), rape, manipulation, disrespected my friends and parents, anything you can think of she did it. It’s over now though. But I don’t have justice for what happened to me. Her grandma died I think. I feel bad for her grandma. She really tried. But now she knows grief, and I hope it makes her feel horrible. I hope everyone who knows her knows the kinda person she really is. I’d listen to flatsound after we’d have a fight about something, whether it was telling her that I was in the bathroom or admitting that I had relapsed or just telling her about my trauma. Eventually I told her that I regress. She was okay with it on text, but when we were at school the next day she ignored me and didn’t treat me any differently. “Is this what you think it means to be responsible?” She ran away. My mommy at the time ran away from me. So. I kind of get how that may feel. I hope she dies. And I hope you’re okay.
"The hardest part of growing up is realizing you liked who you were better than who you are. I miss everything about you.
Tell me a bed time story.
One where I die at the end"
SONGTEXT :
Mother, I'm calling for you mother
You've been gone for too long, why'd you go?
Is this what you think it means to be responsible?
Hospital, you stayed in the hospital
Trying to convince the nurse to give you sedatives
You said, "I'll give anything to make this all go away"
Baby love, I'm singing to you baby love
Please don't tell me we're really giving up
I need you to be strong for the both of us
I'm a little baby bird, being pushed out of its nest
Climbing back up the trees admitting I'm weaker than the rest
Little honey pie, I'm broken but I'll try
To fix you along with me tonight, I won't stop until we're fine
Rain, I can feel you coming my way
I'm scared that I'll start wanting to run away again
As the cold breeze will give me the confidence to say
Get the fuck away from me
The hardest part of growing up is realizing you liked who you were better than who you are
I miss everything about you
Tell me a bedtime story
One where I die at the end
aktion mutante
I remember helping someone i loved, she was broken and wanted to just give up. I never gave up on her... no matter how many times she tried pushing me away. She tried to commit suicide. I got helped her when she felt afraid and hopeless, i was there when no one else was. No one cared for her. No one liked her. No one talked to her. And her parents didn't even care when she was feeling scuicidal, when she went to the hospital. they didn't care. They didn't listen, they didn't try to help her. I was the only person there for her when she tried to kill herself that night when she just couldn't take it anymore. She didn't want to be hurt anymore. And i told her these words that always stuck with her till this day. I said no matter what happens I'm not going to let you die, and I'm not going to give up on you, I'm not going to leave you, i will make sure you are safe happy and healthy. And even when she wanted me to give up on her i still didn't give up. It took alot of time for her to get better. It took 2 years. She's actually doing alot better now. She is still struggling with depression and anxiety.
Thank you!
Things I listen to at 3am when everyone's asleep. I can finally be sad and quiet and alone
I feel u brother
You're never alone if you're alone long enough you realize there are things always watching you from the shadows.
when the loud part comes on I stare off in space and feel nothing and everything
The child screaming ‘Mother’ at the beginning and during the static is Little Foot from the dinosaur cartoon Land Before Time. That scream took me back...
Thank you so much, I was wondering. I loved those movies
recently started to listen to flatsound and i'm so addicted already~
same tho
this song came on a playlist randomly one time when i was feeling really bad and missing my mother. now i'm obsessed with it because i truly believe she sent me a sign that day. every single word in this song completely explains everything i'm feeling and i've never related to a song so much. even the bits about being in the hospital and begging for sedatives. i just find it so crazy but comforting. now whenever i feel like this i just listen to it and cry and feel better knowing she's there somewhere
i don't know why i'm commenting this but i feel safe in the youtube comments lol
same
i can't listen to this song much because of the middle with the loud noises but when i force myself to deal with it, it's the saddest and greatest moment of my life.
mistier it triggers my anxiety
mistier it triggers mine too. Especially in a dark room.
Same
My music taste flipflops between breakcore and flatsound (breakcore is generally very loud), and I love this song specifically for that middle bit, though I do have to prepare myself.
i want to give u a healthy relationship, antidepressants & a hug
vbnorsr please...
vbnorsr only one hug?
Yes please
i lost my mom to cancer 6 months ago and everyday it still hurts. this song helped me get out a good cry.
Jordan McElroy, my grandmother is suffering from the same disease. have you ever heard cancer by mcr? Or twenty one pilots? either is good, but it's sooooooo sad and relates alot.
Hope you both get better soon. God bless and Jesus loves you.
I hope people go to a place where they won't feel pain after death.
Tell me a bedtime story,
One where I die at the end.
Yes me too
Samyul the story is called "my life"
please...
It’s happytime story
This hits too hard
at the end when the girl was talking about the rain i thought she was speaking to me bc my name is rein and it scared me a little bit omg
LOL
What a hipster name lol
My middle name is rayne 🤧,
@@shizu-chan3942 nani? Having an great day?
I do hope that you do have an great day.
But lets not point fingers :3 okies? ^^
same my middle names are willow and rain and my of my family calls me rain
This really hits home hard. I think about my drug addict mother. I think about how I needed to save her, and I didn't. I think about my own suicidal tendencies.
"Tell me a bedtime story, one where I die at the end" absolutely sends chills down my spine.
This is beautiful and terrible at the same time. Terrible in the sad sense of course, beautifully composed.
Same, times where I just wanted to save her, as I seen her ruin herself and the people around her but I couldn't do anything because I was scared, scared I was going to hurt her more
I sent this to my friend after his mom died, it almost perfectly describes her last few moments. She was a victim of a shooting. He now lives alone with his dad, working underpaid, overworked jobs trying to provide for him and his sick dad. He recently got covid, what his brother died from after his mom died. He’s weak and basically dying, and he’s eating one meal every 2 days since they can’t afford more. He’s 15.
I don't feel sad when I listen to this band I just feel connected
Sometimes it's nice to just sit down and have a good cry.
Dio Gomez, A good cry?
When I cry everything just hurts....
I know I'm 9 years late, but the way the melody plays over static and screaming at that one part hurts me bro
I love flatsound so much. Their music is so beautiful. Great band.
***** shut the fuck up and enjoy the music.
***** oh okay you pathetic fuck.
***** You're literally trying so fucking hard to be edgy it's ridiculous LMAO
wtf happened to this comment lol
how about we all CALMD OWWNNNN
ive grown up with a mom who tried her best but was distant, and now i have to deal with her sudden death with no goodbye. this song has helped me so much I listened to it before all this shit and now after, it means so much to hear such complex emotions put into music where anyone can interpret it so thank you so much for that
been listening to flatsound on and off for six years since i was in my early teen years. his lyricism is eviscerating in the best way
this song hurts more after my mum died when i was 17
growing up without a mother is so hard. of course it's hard with living without a father too but i feel like mothers particularly are portrayed as these caring and well.. motherly people that would always be there for their child. as a kid i never really understood why my mom was kicked out, but i gradually found out more things and i've gotten to the age where i could really start to process trauma and other emotional issues. it's really tough. i often think it's because of me, that i was too much to handle or something and was a burden on her and that's why she did the things she did. my dad always reassures me that it's not true and it's completely her own problems she's dealing with and it helps temporarily but that thought always lingers in my mind. this song really resonates with me and i often come to listen to it if i need a good cry. milf (man i love flatsound)
I lost my baby 3 years ago and this song feels like it's talking directly to me. It makes my heart race and leaves me feeling hollow but it's cathartic at the same time. I feel like I failed her and it's almost nice to not have that feeling contested.
this song reminds me when I stayed in the hospital for a week and had no school. and oh my god. it's taking me back to that sadness.
i hope you fully recover from whatever has happened in there .
@we are a family i hope so too. i'm trying.
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thank you
It's been three years since I've been in an inpatient facility. Let me tell you, it gets better friend.
I like how i'm not the only one who thought that he has a similar style to that of Bright Eyes.
exactly what I was thinking
same
my plane is crashing
the pilot is drunk and lazy
how is this part of something bigger? how can this have meaning?
Maybe he is referring to his body as the plane and him as the pilot is drunk and lazy? I'm not sure.
i see it as having no control over your own life , feeling the plane crashing and knowing you can't do anything to stop it . but everyone has their own way of interpreting songs , sit down and give it some thinking , mitch is very talented .
luke i know this is like kinda old, but for me the plane is the head, and the pilot is the person physically. Ya feel://
wait, in which part of the song does he say this? or is it somewhere else?
may-may i just said it it doesnt mean anything
You were the lightswitch in the dark of the hall that I've spent this time stumbling for.
tell me a bedtime story - one where I die at the end.
kate monaghan // no flatsound
I found his music a couple years ago. There was something about the sound that made me unable to stop listening. It is very unique and I really appreciate it.
Thank you for saving my life, more than once
you are currently, my favorite artist. thank you for making music, good sir.
Land before time... When his mom died...
I'm 14 but I still love all of the movies it's makes me cry to think about the past and this song really hit it... Especially things that happened with my mom and me.
Novaeon little foot never knew what the world was capable of. Petree did though.
they tell you not to overshare on the internet but im tired and sad and i think i need to just pour this out.
my mom almost died when i was 5 or 6. she got so, so sick. shes still affected by it. the doctors never knew, dont know, might never know what it was or is. when i think about my childhood i really only think about my dad, and blips of my mom putting me to bed. christmases in my parents bedroom. i guess i just take it as part of my life now. i dont know if i ever really knew what my family was like before that. but everyone else does. im the youngest of 3 kids, born just a few years too late. the accident. "another fucking miracle" they called me. because they thought that my mom was infertile. another fucking mistake, i call myself.
i dont know what my mom was like before she got sick. i dont know what my dad was like before he became a workaholic.
i just know my mom is addicted to materials. she blows tons of money shopping at department stores. she hoards everything in our house like old receipts are some sort of gift from god. i take on these traits because its all ive ever known. i get yelled at for the same things she does. i have hoarding tendencies- but mine arent okay.
i just know my dad is going to die from stress. he works himself into his job and winds himself up like a toy soldier and comes home and has no patience for anyone but himself. he travels too much and snarls at the smallest blip. but hes trying his best. i know he feels responsibility to take care of everyone, because my mom cant.
but the problem is.
the fucking problem is.
all i know is this dysfunctional family.
the one that my moms sickness tore apart and my dad tried to piece back together. i just know my sad ghost boy of a brother and my kind stern sister and me.
the mistake.
i never knew what it was like to see my mom whole. im never gonna see my mom whole. im never going to see my dad whole.
i was just born too late.
im admitting im weaker than the rest.
and i just want a bedtime story.
one where i die at the end.
hey i know you posted this a month ago but i want you to know that you are exactly that. a miracle. you are a beautiful human being and i am proud of you for the tiny things, for your ability to pull yourself out of bed every morning and face the day, for your resilience, for your incredible strength and bravery. that is a rare quality, my love. honestly, very few people have that superhuman amount of strength and i am in awe of you. you are so special.
please, don't let go of that. don't be gone, because i may be a mere stranger on the internet but i will feel your loss. your family will feel your loss, and will be crushed to a point where it will become unbearable to them, even if the turmoil in your own head tries to convince you that they won't care.
dont do this. it's not worth it, any of it. not worth the forfeited futures where you fall in love, go on road trips with friends basking in the glow of the amber sunset, the days where you realise again what happiness is and the fact that life's beauty lies in the snatches of glorious moments that come together to form a beautiful whole.
if you ever need anyone, you can always message me. i care.
hey i know you posted this so so long ago and i never responded but i just want to say thank you. thank you so much for this. it means a fucking galaxy ton that you responded to my comment, for i figured id just be drowned out in the noise. whenever i feel sad i come back to this comment, to the gift you left me. i appreciate it immensely and im forever in your debt. thank you so so much.
@@ian-ux6sn I know we will probably never meet in this life. But god i wish more than anything to share the pain you are going through. I hope you find someone who will shoulder that pain for you once in a while. Take care and a big hug. Hey we can always text here, right? Byee.
We care.
It’s hard to respond in these situations, even when you know you have to. You could say “I’m sorry,” but it’s not your fault. You could say “we care,” but it never feels like enough. I’ve always tackled things like this by trying to rebuttal all the things you say to doubt yourself. It’s hard when you don’t know that person but I do it anyway because it makes me feel better knowing that I might’ve made someone else feel better. Then other times I provide my own experience, because feeling alone is one of the worst feelings. So here I go. You see surprisingly my parents are the least of my problems. My mom has always been my advocate and so has my dad. They support me and care about me and I’m ever so grateful for that. But there are many other things that plague me everyday. The image of my grandmother passed away on the floor. All the images of the toxic relationship I was in; all the times I got hit and invalidated and called stupid and got pressured into doing intimate things with her, it plagues me. “He’s crying over nothing again,” she said. I used to selfharm, and deep. I have scars that you can feel on my skin because they pop out because they were so deep. I made mistakes. And if I’m honest I still make mistakes sometimes. Last year in April I tried to hang myself in my closet. Being right on the edge of life and death is skin crawling. Terrifying. Horrifying. Makes your body feel white-cold. But I got better. I still struggle, but I got better. With the help of pills I admit but still, I got better. I am stable. I am okay. And you can be too. You are not a mistake. You are a warrior. A fighter. A survivor. I know I’d crumble in that situation. If my mom got sick like that. She has seizures and she’s on disability but it’s not the same. She’s not sick, y’know? So I will say I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I can’t fully comprehend what you’re feeling. And I will say I care, because I do. You are a good person. Nothing that has happened to you is your fault, and you deserve to live a happy, fulfilling life. Because you are a miracle. A motherfucking miracle. And don’t let anyone or anything make you think otherwise. I love you. 💜💜💜
This song is all for me, i remember when i was a young boy cried inside the bath, trying to keep my soul happy, but...nothing like had sense
And its sad can't give more for my mon men, i feel so alone
In this days i feel same, is really sad men
Excuse me for my english, im latin
God blees you and your mom, my friend❤️
Flatsound's music is so eerie yet so beautiful. His songs sound almost like the music you'd hear in Cry of Fear or some sort of psychological horror/thriller. I love it.
I can’t tell you how many times this song has saved my life. I am in need of it again. Thank you, Mitch, for your beautiful take on life. And happy 10 year anniversary to this wonderful song.
Blue October and Flatsound, keep Me going...
seriously how can something be this perfect? i just wanna stay in bed all day, no lights, almost smothered by my blanket and listening to this for eternity
The loud screeching sound feels to me like the struggles one faces on a hospital bed. . The pain. The confusion and hopelessnes.
my mom passed 4 months ago, I’ve been listening to this song for years and even though my mom was already sick (mentally and physically) it just hits a bit harder right now.
the recordings are so surreal. they break my heart every time i listen.
You really remind me of Bright Eyes, and Jesus Christ its just beautiful
This hits so close to home oh man this is an amazing song
I remember helping someone i loved, she was broken and wanted to just give up. I never gave up on her... no matter how many times she tried pushing me away. She tried to commit suicide. I got helped her when she felt afraid and hopeless, i was there when no one else was. No one cared for her. No one liked her. No one talked to her. And her parents didn't even care when she was feeling scuicidal, when she went to the hospital. they didn't care. They didn't listen, they didn't try to help her. I was the only person there for her when she tried to kill herself that night when she just couldn't take it anymore. She didn't want to be hurt anymore. And i told her these words that always stuck with her till this day. I said no matter what happens I'm not going to let you die, and I'm not going to give up on you, I'm not going to leave you, i will make sure you are safe happy and healthy. And even when she wanted me to give up on her i still didn't give up. It took alot of time for her to get better. It took 2 years. She's actually doing alot better now. She is still struggling with depression and anxiety.
This song hits, the static/loud recording thing reminds me of my moms addiction, I never met her, but right before I did she offer herself. I miss her more than anything. It hurts so bad, I wish she never got addicted, because maybe we would’ve been safe together. I wouldn’t have been ripped out of her arms and thrown into the adoption system.
Why he gotta ghostwrite my trauma like that:(
Idk wat it is about this song , I’m 24 & I’ve heard a lot of sad songs, but this is literally #1 . Flat sound is legendary.
the end always gets me in my feels
Mother, I'm calling for you, mother
You've been gone for too long, why'd you go?
Is this what you think it means to be responsible?
Hospital, you stayed in the hospital
Trying to convince the nurse to give you sedatives
You said, "I'll give anything to make this all go away"
Baby love, I'm singing to you, baby love
Please don't tell me we're really giving up
I need you to be strong for the both of us
I'm a little baby bird being pushed out of it's nest
Climbing back up the trees, admitting I'm weaker than the rest
Little honey pie, I'm broken but I'll try
To fix you along with me tonight, I won't stop until we're fine
[Spoken Word]
Rain, I can feel you coming my way
I'm scared that I'll start wanting to run away again
As the cold breeze will give me the confidence to say
Get the fuck away from me
The hardest part of growing up is realizing
You liked who you were better than who you are
I miss everything about you
Tell me a bedtime story
One where I die at the end
Was that the land before time planning in the background!? Gave me chills
my mom passed away and i ruined my life out of depression after this describes my pain rn
Jadyn Potterfield im here 4 u 😞
Same.
The hardest part of growing up is realizing you liked who you were better than who you are
I miss everything about you
Tell me a bedtime story
One where I die at the end
this hit home too hard
I’m scared of the day this song is relatable.
the ending always gives me chills.
I honestly love this man
Why does this band make me feel so many different levels of sadness. But in a good way..
1:47
That part perfectly describes my state of mind. I'm just tired of trying to stop my parents from fighting each other. They don’t stop though.
ye me too
my mom is dying rn and im sad about it
Hannah Quackenbush hang in there, I'm sure it's hard. can't imagine. focus on the good times.
Hannah Quackenbush im so sorry :(
Im sorry to hear that. It must be so hard. But try your hardest to be okay, let your mom go while seeing you smile and being strong.
Be strong !
I'm here for you.
And you must be brave,we are here if you wanna talk
Sending lots of love your way
All of your songs are perfect.
never heard a more relatable song idk
I can't stop listening to this song
Damn, this shit hurts.
I love this song but I can't hear this every time I hear this i had to cry this is number two of the songs that hit me really really really hard... Like my heart would burning away
how does this hurt my heart more now than it did when i first listened to it years ago
This song isn't helping me get over the fact I had to spend some time in the hospital
Hope you're okay now x
This is beautiful
This gives me tingles. Thank you.
Beautiful.
Hey Mitch! Can I get the chords to this please? I'm a super beginner to guitar so I can't really tell. But I'd really like to sing this. It really means a lot to me.
I know it's a bit late, but try using Riffstation. You can use it to see the chords of any songs. It's a bit buggy sometimes but it will give you a rough idea of what to play (:
how else this is even more late but thanks :)
this is so powerful
This shit never fails to make me cry
this is amazing
this is too deep i think im crying
Idk why but this song always makes me wanna break down
I wish I could give you a tight hug ... I can't stop these tears
I fell in love with this girl....I overwhelmed her with my depression problems and I broke her heart, I want to die everyday when I think about it....I’m sorry Keara💔
the title just lit me up like a Christmas tree
im crying
im still here
Eu me sinto tão triste que mal posso respirar, ja se tornou dor física e eu me sinto tão culpada por me sentir absolutamente sozinha. Eu sou uma completa covarde.
Compreensível, acho que quase todas as pessoas se sentem assim alguma vez na vida, no mínimo umas 10 vezes uhsasasahsau
Mas não se sinta culpada, okay? É algo normal..e pense assim; ''Eu mereço melhor!'', porque você definitavemente merece, ok? você merece experiênciar e fazer parte desse mundo que tem várias coisas bonitas a te propiciar, mas...algumas não são assim tão fáceis de se conseguir.
Covarde? heh, acho que não, cara, além de que, não há vergonha em pedir ajuda ou companhia de alguém (desde que seja alguém que você confie ou seja mais proxima), todos precisamos de afeto algumas vezes ^^
is it just me or is the little voice at the begining saying mother a clip from Bambi?
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Miss you AJ
I have a depressed mother and this hit too close to home.
this is fucking terrifying
I die at the end.
Is... is the child yelling "Mother" Bambi?
paperbackbooklet no it's the main dinosaur from the land before time. I forgot his name though lol
his name is Little Foot lol
Mãe, eu estou chamando por você
Você se foi por muito tempo, por que você iria?
É isso o que você acha que significa ser responsável?
Hospital, você ficou no hospital
Tentando convencer a enfermeira a te dar sedativos
Você disse: Eu darei qualquer coisa para fazer isso tudo desaparecer
Bebê, estou cantando para você, bebê
Por favor, não me diga que estamos realmente desistindo
Preciso que você seja forte por nós dois
Eu sou um pequeno filhote de passarinho, sendo empurrado para fora de seu ninho
Escalando de volta as árvores admitindo que eu sou mais fraco do que o resto
Pequena torta de mel, estou quebrada, mas tentarei
Corrigir você junto comigo esta noite, não pararei até que estejamos bem
Chuva, eu posso sentir você vir meu caminho
Estou com medo de que eu começarei a querer fugir novamente
Como a brisa fria me dará a confiança para dizer
Fique bem longe de mim
A parte mais difícil de crescer é perceber que você gostou de quem você era mais do que você é
Sinto falta de tudo sobre você
Conte-me uma história para dormir
Uma onde eu morro no final
I made a video to this, it's on my channel. I love all your work !
This song is so hard to listen to, I don't know why.
anyone know the chords on guitar??
aquelas bandas incríveis q ngm conhece e a gente guarda como segredinho nosso
The middle part triggers my anxiety. I always have to skip it.
🌲
mother, im calling for u, mother.
u’ve been gone for too long.
y’d u go?
is this what u think it means to b responsible?
hospital, u stayed in the hospital.
trying to convince the nurse to give u sedatives.
u said
“i’ll give anything to make this all go away.”
bby love, i’ll sing to u bby love.
please don’t tell me we’re rlly giving up.
i need u to b strong for the both of us.
im a little bby bird bein pushed out of its nest.
climbing back up the tree admitting im weaker than the rest.
little honey pie
broken but i’ll try to fix u along w me tonight
i won’t stop until we find.
Elena, i know you love this song, i love you so much, i miss u...
wish they didn't ad the ear rape at 1:50 but still a good song
1:58
Bambi
my mum sometimes runs away
you will be ok
Paws and Such my mum sometimes runs over my heart
I hope you’re still around. A fellow Homestuck I see too. My mom has never run away. Though I’d like to tell you how I relate to this song. I age regress, it’s never for a good reason, I think about something and I feel myself just slip away into a shell that can’t speak and is shaking and searching for any kind of warmth. Usually I think of the relationship I had with this girl that did all the horrible things you could think of. Abuse (physical and mental), rape, manipulation, disrespected my friends and parents, anything you can think of she did it. It’s over now though. But I don’t have justice for what happened to me. Her grandma died I think. I feel bad for her grandma. She really tried. But now she knows grief, and I hope it makes her feel horrible. I hope everyone who knows her knows the kinda person she really is. I’d listen to flatsound after we’d have a fight about something, whether it was telling her that I was in the bathroom or admitting that I had relapsed or just telling her about my trauma. Eventually I told her that I regress. She was okay with it on text, but when we were at school the next day she ignored me and didn’t treat me any differently.
“Is this what you think it means to be responsible?”
She ran away. My mommy at the time ran away from me. So. I kind of get how that may feel.
I hope she dies. And I hope you’re okay.
chords?
aha ""get the fuck away from me""