Song of the Day: Tricky – Makes Me Wanna Die

So many memories of listening to Tricky at 3am in Nashville, carefully skateboarding down West End Avenue and Broadway evading cars if they ever revealed themselves and dodging the dead air. What does that even mean?

Lyrics:

She makes me wanna die
Follow where Mary goes
Cherish the things she knows
Says if I change my stride
Then I'll fly
She makes me wanna die
Change my stride
Then I'll fly
Look to the sun
See me in psychic pollution
Walking on the moon
How could you dare?
Who do you think you are?
You're insignificant
A small piece, an ism
No more no less
You try to learn the universe
Can't even converse in universe
You know it's ironic smoking hydroponic
She makes me wanna die
And change my stride
Then I'll fly
She makes me wanna die
Follow where Mary goes
Cherish the things she knows
Says if I change my stride
Then I'll fly
And change my stride
Then I'll fly
Look to the sun
See me in psychic pollution
Walking on the moon
How could you dare?
Who do you think you are?
You're insignificant
A small piece, an ism
No more no less
You try to learn the universe
Can't even converse in universe
You know