Here's the song, with lyrics:
Here's why I rage at the song :
0:18 "You can be rest assured" - No, you can't. You can rest assured, you can be assured, you can even be rested, but you cannot "be rest assured." Rest is already a verb, there is no need for the word "be." This line already makes me think: "oh man, I'm listening to a song written by a total idiot" before I even get to the refrain.
0:28 "They feed and they suck until you're unconscious / it's never enough they kill your subconscious" - Did he just rhyme unconscious with subconscious? Come on, man! That's such lazy songwriting! How bout a sweet Biblical reference instead like "they feed ya to the wolves they're just like Pontius." Anything but rhyming a word with itself! Why my phone's not ringing off the hook with songwriting requests I have no idea.
|Note the TWO guys with mohawks - clearly hardcore.|
0:36 "I'm ready to dieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" - This line comes off so whiny and emo that I almost wish he'd go ahead and die rather than sing about his feelings. If you're gonna be a heavy band and try and pass yourselves off as heavy metal, don't cry about your feelings in a whiny little voice in the middle of your song.
My criticism of the chorus section is similar to that of the "I'm ready to dieeeeeeeeeeeeee" whine, as it essentially expounds upon said pre-chorus teaser line.
I have to hand it to them, though. The riff in this song is awesome, and is the only thing that keeps me from turning the radio dial. Ten Years has managed to write a song that makes me tap my foot to the riff and seethe with righteous indignation at the idiotic lyrics at the same time, and that, readers, is an accomplishment in and of itself. Good job, Ten Years, you have caused a war between my ears and my brain, and they're locked in a stalemate.
Like the song? Hate the song? Well, you'll be hearing it twenty times a day on the radio for the next few weeks either way. Happy Thursday.