
Messed Up Frenzal Rhomb
"Messed Up" by Frenzal Rhomb, released in 1999, is a #Punk rock anthem that explores themes of disillusionment, personal struggle, and societal critique. The lyrics convey feelings of frustration and confusion, reflecting the chaotic nature of life. The song features fast-paced rhythms and catchy hooks, characteristic of the genre, resonating with fans seeking relatable angst. Its raw energy and humor have made it a staple in punk circles, contributing to the band's cult status.

I was always messing up the big things
I'd let the big things mess me around
Holding on too tightly to my own strings
To ever let them keep me down
But if the things I take to take me away
Take me away, to where I wanted to
I know that every time I get there I'll be fine
As long as I can get messed up with you
As long as I can get messed up with you
I got a bad habit of messing up the best things
Until the best thing drags me down
Your hands are holding my head above water
And keeping me touching the ground
And when the things I take get taken away
Taken away, I know what I'm gonna do
I know that i'll be fine just thinking of the next time
That I can get messed up with you
Fucked up high on isolation
It's a sad sad situation
Mid-life mid-week sedation
No-one's getting through
Locked off so bored and boring
Then you come and smash my door in
I'm sure I'm messing up with
Messing up with you
I'd let the big things mess me around
Holding on too tightly to my own strings
To ever let them keep me down
But if the things I take to take me away
Take me away, to where I wanted to
I know that every time I get there I'll be fine
As long as I can get messed up with you
As long as I can get messed up with you
I got a bad habit of messing up the best things
Until the best thing drags me down
Your hands are holding my head above water
And keeping me touching the ground
And when the things I take get taken away
Taken away, I know what I'm gonna do
I know that i'll be fine just thinking of the next time
That I can get messed up with you
Fucked up high on isolation
It's a sad sad situation
Mid-life mid-week sedation
No-one's getting through
Locked off so bored and boring
Then you come and smash my door in
I'm sure I'm messing up with
Messing up with you
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