Tears for Fears (70,62 %)
The Hurting (75,41 %)
In collection
Released: 1983-03-25
Type: Studio
Type: Studio
Ranking:
Artist:
3
Year (1983):
9
Decade (1980's):
119
Overall:
549
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1.
The Hurting
 04:20
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2.
Mad World
 03:35
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3.
Pale Shelter
04:34
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4.
Ideas as Opiates
 03:46
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5.
Memories Fade
05:06
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6.
Suffer the Children
03:52
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7.
Watch Me Bleed
04:17
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8.
Change
04:15
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9.
The Prisoner
 02:56
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10.
Start of the Breakdown
05:01
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Album length:
41:42
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Lyrics |
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1.
The Hurting
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Is it an horrific dream Am I sinking fast Could a person be so mean As to laugh and laugh On my own Could you ease my load Could you see my pain Could you please explain The hurting Could you understand a child When he cries in pain Could you give him all he needs Or do you feel the same All along You've been told you're wrong When you felt it right And you're left to fight The hurting Get in line with the things you know Feel the pain Feel the sorrow Touch the hurt and don't let go Get in line with the things you know Learn to cry Like a baby Then the hurting won't come back |
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2.
Mad World
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All around me are familiar faces Worn out places, worn out faces Bright and early for their daily races Going nowhere, going nowhere And their tears are filling up their glasses No expression, no expression Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow No tomorrow, no tomorrow And I find it kind of funny I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm dying Are the best I've ever had I find it hard to tell you 'Cos I find it hard to take When people run in circles It's a very, very mad world Children waiting for the day they feel good Happy birthday, happy birthday Made to feel the way that every child should Sit and listen, sit and listen Went to school and I was very nervous No one knew me, no one knew me Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson Look right through me, look right through me |
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3.
Pale Shelter
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How can I be sure When your intrusion is my illusion How can I be sure When all the time you changed my mind I asked for more and more How can I be sure When you don't give me love You gave me pale shelter You don't give me love You give me cold hands And I can't operate on this failure When all I want to be is Completely in command How can I be sure For all you say you keep me waiting How can I be sure When all you do is see me through I asked for more and more How can I be sure I've been here before There is no why, no need to try I thought you had it all I'm calling you, I'm calling you I ask for more and more How can I be sure |
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4.
Ideas as Opiates
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Say what you want Say what you will 'Cause I find you think what makes it easier And lies spread on lies We don't care Belief is our relief We don't care |
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5.
Memories Fade
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There's only need I love your need So much I'm losing me I cannot see the reason for the Pain With hungry joy I'll be your toy Just hoping you will play Without hope my body starts to fail Memories fade but the scars still linger Goodbye my friend Will I ever love again Memories fade but the scars still linger I cannot grow I cannot move I cannot fell my age The vice like grip of tension holds me fast Engulfed by you What can I do When history's my cage Look foward to a future in the past The more I talk The more I say The less you seem to hear I'm speechless in a most peculiar way Your mind is weak Your need is great And nothing is too dear For you to use to take the pain away Memories fade No don't pretend you can justify the end Memories fade but the scars still linger |
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6.
Suffer the Children
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It's a sad affair When there's no one there He calls out in the night And it's so unfair At least it seems that way When you gave him his life And all this time he's been getting you down You ought to pick him up when there's no one around And convince him Just talk to him Cos he knows in his heart you won't be home soon He's an only child in an only room And he's dependant on you And it seems so strange That at the end of the day Making love can be so good But the pain of birth What is it worth When it don't turn out the way it should |
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7.
Watch Me Bleed
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Heaven comes to he who waits But I know I'm getting nowhere And all the deeds of yesterday Have really helped to pave my way Though there's no one near me now How come everyone can touch me You see the torture on my brow Relates to neither here nor now Watch me bleed Bleed forever Although my face is straight - it lies My body feels the pain and cries Here the table is not bare I am full but feeling empty For all the warmth it feels so cold For one so young I feel so old Watch me bleed Bleed forever It's not allowed to be unkind But still the hate lives in my mind I'll make no noise I'll hide my pain I'll close my eyes I won't complain I'll lie right back and take the blame And trie to tell myself I'm living And when it's all been said or done Where do I go Where do I run What's left of me or anyone When we've denied the hurting |
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8.
Change
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Change You can change And something on your mind Became a point of view You lost your honesty I lost the life in you When it's all too late It's all too late We walk and talk in time I walk and talk in two Where does the end of me Become the start of you When it's all too late It's all too late What has happened to The friend that I once knew Has he gone away |
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9.
The Prisoner
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Here behind the wall I feel so small Breathing but not preceiving Here anger is me Love sets me free Feeling and not believing Here in my mind Biding my time Waiting but not relating Here anger is me Love sets me free The prisoner is now escaping |
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10.
Start of the Breakdown
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Scratch the ice Let the telephone ring Sense of time is a powerful thing And we love to laugh Love to cry Half alive We love to Go slow when we're dancing for rain Dry skin flakes where there's ice in the vien And we love to cry Half alive Is this the start of the breakdown Scratch the earth Dig the burial ground Sense of time won't be easily found And ten out of ten For the ones who defend Pretend too Breakdown is a final demand We stand firm with our heads in our hands As we love to to cry Half alive Is this the start of the breakdown I can't understand you Is this the start of the breakdown |