| "Don't Mess With Me" | |
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| Song by Poets of the Fall | |
| from the album Signs of Life | |
| Released | January 19, 2005 |
| Length | 3:58 |
| Label | Insomniac |
| BPM | 168 90 (CoR single) |
| Key | E A (CoR single) |
| Producer(s) | Poets of the Fall |
Don't Mess With Me is the fourth track from Signs of Life, Poets of the Fall's 2005 debut album. It had previously been released for a short time on the band's website as a free download.
A live version of the track was released on the Carnival of Rust single, taken from the band's performance at Rockperry Festival, Vaasa, Finland on 15th July 2005.
Lyrics
Sometimes I know there's nothing to say
So do I pick up my puzzle and just walk away
Do I follow my conscience
Am I mock sincere
I don't know what I'm doing here
I have a knack for perceiving things
I can see how it sounds
I can feel how it sings
When you paint me an image of who you are
I know it's the best by far
So
Don't, don't, don't mess my hair, if all you do is fake it
Don't, don't, don't say you care, cos I could never shake it
Don't, don't, don't mess with me
Don't, don't, don't mess with me
No point of view is enough to quell
The rigors of passion in this world I dwell
If I'm going to scale the highest wall
I'm gonna give it my all
Riding along with this train of thought
I see everything, I find all I sought
And I try to kick the habit of trying to reach
But there's something I do beseech
So please
Don't, don't, don't mess my hair, if all you do is fake it
Don't, don't, don't say you care, cos I could never shake it
Don't, don't, don't mess with me
Don't, don't, don't mess with me
I'll say it's not surprising
You're sweet talking, mesmerizing, juicy and appetizing
True
But will I need to get over you
Feels like my sun is rising
Tick, tick, tick, synchronizing
Readjusting, organizing me
Is this fiction reality
Bless the uncompromising
With no shame for advertising
When my needs go through downsizing
I need someone to pick up my beat
My dreams need realizing
Candles on sugar icing
Judgment and harmonizing
Or it'll end up like before
Don't, don't, don't mess my hair, if all you do is fake it
Don't, don't, don't say you care, cos I could never shake it
Don't, don't, don't mess with me
Don't, don't, don't mess with meInterviews
- I write pretty intuitively. It´s like a train of thought. Like you have the song “Don´t mess with me” – I wrote the whole song in ten minutes. I write with pencils on torn up envelopes, cause when I get mail to my home, I tear up the envelopes and I look “Oh it´s a bill” and I put the bill aside and pay it later and I use those torn up envelopes that I put in a paper basket. If I get an idea, I know there´s paper there. “Don´t mess with me” is one of those things. We were at Captain´s place at that time – he had piles of bills on his floor, the place used to be a complete mess, so it was really easy. You reach down and you probably always hit a torn up envelope. I took a couple of those, two actually I think, and I wrote the lyrics. Just sat there and wrote the lyrics and I never changed a thing, it was just there." - Marko, STALKER, 2013[1]