Song Description
Black conjures a clear vision in this consummate lamentation of life. Through a comforting melody and compelling lyric she smoothly unleashes raw energy that questions choices not fully her own. ?Obsessed? pleases the ear through a wide open heart while strengthening the soul.
| Song Length |
3:55 |
Genre |
Folk - Alternative, Rock - Progressive Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Subject |
Frustration, Unrequited Love |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Obsessed
© Marie Swan Black
I wanna be obsessed with the moon; obsessed with the stars
I wanna be obsessed with my left foot; I wanna be obsessed with Mars
Obsessed with the motion; Obsessed with the train
Obsessed with commotion; I wanna be obsessed with the rain.
Pretty one in blue jeans; well you sing like a crow
But it?s an orchestra of angels to my ears don?t you know
I wanna be obsessed with the fleshooks; Obsessed with the pain
That would hurt me much much less than speaking your name.
But now it?s too late, I?ve fallen; too hard; I?ve fallen
Too Bad.
I wanna be obsessed with my mother; Obsessed with my dad
Obsessed with their loving that I still cannot have
Obsessed with the nighttime; Obsessed with the day
Obsessed with my lifetime; but just for today.
But now it?s too late, I?ve fallen; too hard; I?ve fallen
Too Bad.
(musical interlude)
I wanna be obsessed with anything, anything, anything but you.
Obsessed with anything, anything, anything but you.
Anything, anything,
Anything, anything,
Anything, anything but you - you - oh
OH!