Thick Skull

Paramore

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[Verse 1] I am a magnet for broken pieces I am attracted to broken people I pick ’em up and now my fingers are bleeding And it looks like my fault      And it looks like I’m caught red-handed [Chorus] Hit over the head (Epiphany) Over my head (Repeatedly) Thick skull never did (Nothing for me) Same lesson again (Come on give it to me) (Give it to me give it to me give it to me) [Instrumental] [Verse 2] Only I know where all the bodies are buriеd                                              Thought by now I’ find ’ just little less scary Might gеt easier but you don’t get used to it Keep on autopilot      [Pre-Chorus] Hey hey What’s the body count up to now captain? [Chorus] Hit over the head (Epiphany) Over my head (Repeatedly) Thick skull never did (Nothing for me) Same lesson again (Come on give it to me) (Give it to me give it to me give it to me) [Instrumental] [Bridge] Come on out with your hands up      Come on out with your hands up      I’m coming out with my hands up      Come on out with your hands up      [Chorus] Hit over the head (Epiphany) Over my head (Repeatedly) Thick skull never did (Nothing for me) Same lesson again (Come on give it to me) [Outro] (Give it to me give it to me give it to me give it to me) I pick ’em up and now my fingers are bleeding                             N.C. And it looks like I’m caught red-handed

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La chanson évoque une personne qui ressent une forte attirance pour ceux qui sont brisés ou en souffrance, et qui subit les conséquences émotionnelles de cette connexion. Malgré sa volonté d’aider, elle se retrouve souvent à revivre les mêmes erreurs et le même type de douleur, comme un cycle sans fin. Elle peine à avancer, perdue dans ses réflexions sur ses choix et ses interactions avec les autres. Dans ce contexte, on devine une lutte intérieure entre le désir d’apporter du soutien et le fardeau que cela représente. Les images de blessures et de culpabilité renforcent cette notion de sacrifice personnel face aux difficultés des autres.