Saturday, September 26, 2009

Eminem - Beautiful

While some critics argue that the majority of Relapse is an attempt to be someone he no longer is (trying to regress to the personality and style of music that he had on The Slim Shady LP and Marshall Mathers LP), “Beautiful” is a clear example of Eminem’s humbling sincerity.


The song “Beautiful” is a creative outlet for his depression, and deals with his depression related to the loss of Detroit as an industrial city. High unemployment and economic distress are the cause of his feelings in this song.


“Beautiful” deals with Eminem’s different feelings and impressions, ranging from depression about his fame and career to more upbeat and inspirational concepts, similar to “Lose Yourself.” It’s also worth noting that Eminem started writing “Beautiful” when he was in rehab then finished it when he was sober, which may explain the stark contrast in the lyrics in comparison with the other songs from Relapse.



But don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful (Ohhhh)


They can all get f**ked, just stay true to you (Sooooo)


Don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful (Ohhhh)


They can all get f**ked, just stay true to you (Sooooo)




Lately I’ve been hard to reach, I’ve been too long on my own


Everybody has a private world, where they can be alone


Are you calling me? Are you trying to get through?


Are you reaching out for me? I’m reaching out for you

I’m just so fucking depressed, I just can’t seem to get out this slump


If I could just get over this hump, but I need something to pull me out this dump


I took my bruises, took my lumps, fell down and I got right back up


But I need that spark to get psyched back up, in order for me to pick the mic back up


I don’t know how or why or when I ended up in this position I’m in


I’m starting to feel distant again, so I decided just to pick this pen


Up and try to make an attempt to vent but I just can’t admit or come to grips


With the fact that I may be done with rap, I need a new outlet


And I know some shit so hard to swallow, but I just can’t sit back and wallow


In my own sorrow, but I know one fact: I’ll be one tough act to follow


One tough act to follow, I’ll be one tough act to follow


Here today, gone tomorrow, but you’d have to walk a thousand miles…


In my shoes, just to see, what it’s like to be me


I’ll be you, let’s trade shoes, just to see what it’d be like to


Feel your pain, you feel mine, go inside each other’s minds


Just to see what we’d find, look at shit through each other’s eyes


But don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful (Ohhhh)


They can all get fucked, just stay true to you (Sooooo)


Don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful (Ohhhh)


They can all get fucked, just stay true to you (Sooooo)


I think I’m starting to lose my sense of humour, everything’s so tense and gloom, I


Almost feel like I got to check the temperature of the room just as soon as


I walk in, it’s like all eyes on me, and so I try to avoid any eye contact


Cause if I do that, then it opens the door for conversation, like I want that


I’m not looking for extra attention, I just wanna be just like you


Blend in with the rest of the room, maybe just point me to the closest restroom


I don’t need no fucking man servant, tryna follow me around and wipe my ass


And laugh at every single joke I crack and half of ‘em ain’t even funny like “Hah!


Marshall you’re so funny man you should be a comedian, God damn”


Unfortunately I am, I just hide behind the tears of a clown


So why don’t you all sit down, listen to the tale I’m about to tell


Hell, we don’t gotta trade our shoes, and you ain’t gotta walk no thousand miles…


In my shoes, just to see, what it’s like to be me


I’ll be you, let’s trade shoes, just to see what it’d be like to


[ Eminem Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]


Feel your pain, you feel mine, go inside each other’s minds


Just to see what we’d find, look at shit through each other’s eyes


But don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful (Ohhhh)


They can all get fucked, just stay true to you (Sooooo)


Don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful (Ohhhh)


They can all get fucked, just stay true to you (Sooooo)


Nobody asked for life to deal us what these bullshit hands we’re dealt


We gotta take these cards ourselves, and flip them, don’t expect no help


Now I could of either just sat on my ass and pissed and moaned


Or take this situation in which I’m placed, and get up and get my own


I was never the type of kid to wait by the door and pack his bags


Or sat on the porch and hoped and pray for a dad to show up who never did


I just wanted to fit in, every single place, every school I went


I dreamed of being that cool kid, even if it meant acting stupid


Aunt Edna always told me, “Keep making that face it’ll get stuck like that”


Meanwhile I’m just standing there holding my tongue tryna talk like “thissss”


Till I stuck my tongue on that frozen stop sign pole at eight years old


I learned my lesson then, cause I wasn’t trying to impress my friends no more


But I already told you my whole life story, not just based on my description


Cause where you see it, from where you’re sitting, it’s probably a hundred and ten percent different


I guess we would have to walk a mile in each other’s shoes at least


What size you wear? I wear tens, let’s see if you could fit your feet…


In my shoes, just to see, what it’s like to be me


I’ll be you, let’s trade shoes, just to see what it’d be like to


Feel your pain, you feel mine, go inside each other’s minds


Just to see what we’d find, look at shit through each other’s eyes


But don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful (Ohhhh)


They can all get fucked, just stay true to you (Sooooo)


Don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful (Ohhhh)


They can all get fucked, just stay true to you (Sooooo)


Lately I’ve been hard to reach, I’ve been too long on my own (Ohhhh)


Everyone has their private world, where they can be alone (Soooo)


Are you calling me? Are you trying to get through? (Ohhhh)


Are you reaching out for me? I’m reaching out for you (Soooo)


Yeah, to my babies, stay strong. Dad will be home soon. And to the rest of the world, God gave you them shoes, to fit you, so put ‘em on and wear em. Be yourself, man. Be proud of who you are. Even if it sounds corny, don’t ever let no one tell you, you ain’t beautiful.













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