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Seventeen (Regeneration version)
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It's a song about the stuggles of my life being turned upside down at seventeen years old.
alternative rock acoustic singersongwriter
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Acoustic rock singer/songwriter
I'm a songwriter from the Knoxville, Tennessee area. I play acoustic, adult alternative rock fused just about every style rock.
Song Info
Charts
Peak #961
Peak in subgenre #197
Author
Brett DuBose
Rights
2004
Uploaded
February 27, 2012
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.7 MB 160 kbps 4:06
Story behind the song
It's a song about the stuggles of my life being turned upside down at seventeen years old. I just sat down one day, and this guitar riff and lyrics for the first verse just came right out of me like a rocket from somewhere of a different state of consciousness. So I rushed to find paper and get down the words I had just sang. After a few more minutes I had a second verse and a bridge. And about a week later, my friend, Aaron Sigler pointed out that I need to write a song about a drawing I had done that was of a sunken ship with a scuba diver sitting on top of it as if he were sailing. So immendiatly I started to put my drawing's metaphorical meaning on paper, and it became the final verse.
Lyrics
This one’s for the times I tried to tell you that I missed you; When I’d just hide inside myself and you’d confuse my silence for issues. And you’d fight the lies you tried to hide, while wishing that you cared. This one’s for the times you tried but you were high and were not there. This one’s for the time I tried to take my life at seventeen; When I saw no end and hid from friends and life and coming clean. This one’s for the shame of my parents and a forgotten confidence. And for the screams inside that cry it’s time to die, it’s time to end. Bridge: Looking back into the face of it, I’m catching different shades and tastes of bliss; And somewhere begging for the breathing rights Is my lost cause search for peace of mind. A lost cause search for peace of mind. This one’s for the time I failed and sailed a sunken ship that we call life, And for the consequencial losing my grip from the memories of that night; This one’s for the times I could and should have tried but turned from coming clean. This one’s for the time I tried to take my life at seventeen.
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