I T . J U S T . H I T S . M E
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It just hits me
The way your mind creates false responses
When you're confused about the outside world
It just hits me
The way we study emotions for centuries
And the shit still goes down when it unfurls
The hammer drops down
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It Just Hits Me was an experiment done by Kaylub and eventually put on the album. It's a read poem overtop of a track of a psychatrist giving family advice in the 1950's. Kaylub loved the irony of this, he had been dealing with a divorced family and many step parents for some time. In any event, He isn't as happy as he could be with the recording, but he still loves the poem as much as the day he wrote it. It basically speaks of how growing up can just hit you. One day
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When you think you've solved it all
And it's really just giving you false hopes
The hammer breaks through
When you know all you know is wrong
And the only friend to turn to is a rope
It just hits me
The way us as a colony "know" everything
..Honestly, the powers above fool us
It just hits me
After a cosmical sign we can turn cheeks
And get on the media oriented bus
The hammer spreads the skin
The hammer rips all my sins
And after all the judgements of purity
We strike down fears with our gin
It just hits me
That no one wants to stand up for freedom
No one wants to free our hellish souls
It just hits me
That if they did, it'd be for themselves
They want it all before they grow old
The hammer drops down
When the city drops on top of my head
And the spirits linger in my mind
The hammer breaks through
When the apparitions appear again
And my love, you can not find
It just hits me
That I can be pained be one single person
That I can cry for days about one person
It just hits me
That my 15 years can tumble down
When her face cries and I can only start cursing
The hammer draws blood
The hammer begins a flood
Every re-accuring memory that shoots through my mind
Feels like a seed entering, eating and leaving it's mud
It just hits me
It just hits me
On to the floor
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you're going to school, trying to have fun, next thing you know you're responsible for so many things. That's simply how Kaylub was feeling, and that's simply what the poem is about.
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