Most depressing song ever

[Firky]

Swing low sweet light
'Cos I'm standing on the edge tonight
Losing my connection and I've lost my sight
Swing low

Swing low sweet light
Cos I'm closing on corrupt tonight
My fuses are almost burnt through and I'm dynamite
Swing low

Will you save me I'm hanging by my neck
My body is a corpse my heart is almost dead
My soul's an open grave I've got venom in my head
Swing low sweet light tonight

Sunhouse - Crazy on the Weekend.

 

[Firky]

A black eyed dog he called at my door
The black eyed dog he called for more
A black eyed dog he knew my name
A black eyed dog he knew my name
A black eyed dog
A black eyed dog.

I'm growing old and I wanna go home
I'm growiing old and I don't wanna know
I'm growing old and I wanna go home.

A black eyed dog he called at my door
A black eyed dog he called for more.

Nick Drake - Way to Blue

 

[Firky]

Southern trees bear strange fruit,
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant south,
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,
Here is a strange and bitter crop.

Billie Holiday - Strange Fruit

 

[awaysaway]

check out Black Dog by Herman Dune, Balck Dog on My Shoulder by the Manics, Walking in my Sleep by Alabama 3 and Hellhound on My Trial by Robert johnson!

my friend puts in a vote for No Distance Left to Run by Blur

A black eyed dog he called at my door
The black eyed dog he called for more
A black eyed dog he knew my name
A black eyed dog he knew my name
A black eyed dog
A black eyed dog.

I'm growing old and I wanna go home
I'm growiing old and I don't wanna know
I'm growing old and I wanna go home.

A black eyed dog he called at my door
A black eyed dog he called for more.

Nick Drake - Way to Blue

 

[Firky]

In fear every day,m every evening,
He calls her aloud from above,
Carefully watched for a reason,
Painstaking devotion and love,
Surrendered to self preservation,
From others who care for themselves.
A blindness that touches perfection,
But hurts just like anything else.

Isolation, isolation, isolation.

Mother I tried please believe me,
I’m doing the best that I can.
I’m ashamed of the things I’ve been put through,
I’m ashamed of the person I am.

Isolation, isolation, isolation.

But if you could just see the beauty,
These things I could never describe,
This is my one consolation,
This is my one true prize.

Isolation, isolation, isolation, isolation, isolation.

Joy Division - Isolation

 

[Firky]

check out Black Dog by Herman Dune, Balck Dog on My Shoulder by the Manics, Walking in my Sleep by Alabama 3 and Hellhound on My Trial by Robert johnson!

my friend puts in a vote for No Distance Left to Run by Blur

Alabama 3 rock

 

[crass_kitten]

Can't really think of any songs that depress me, but there is a few that move me,
Offspring - Deniel, Revisited.
Joy Division - Isolation.
Nirvana - Pennyroyal Tea.
Subhumans - Susan.

 

[samk]

radiohead, street spirit fadeout

 

[jasoon]

radiohead_creep

 

[Tom A]

Bummer I forgot about Radiohead, and they do indeed score high in the depression stakes, paritcularly the afforementioned "Street Sprit" and "Exit Music For A Film". Last track off OK Computer is really miserable, the whole album is apart from possibly "Electioneering".

 

[Sweaty Betty]

Dido......

 

[Pigeon]

Gloomy Sunday- aka the Hungarian Suicide Song- has been covered by a load of bods, including Marc Almond and Lydia Lunch.

It was felt to be so depressing that it was banned for years in Hungary as it had been linked with a spate of suicides.

Now that's what I call Goth.

 

[Firky]

Bummer I forgot about Radiohead, and they do indeed score high in the depression stakes, paritcularly the afforementioned "Street Sprit" and "Exit Music For A Film". Last track off OK Computer is really miserable, the whole album is apart from possibly "Electioneering".

how to disappear completely is probably their most crushing tune.

 

[poului]

45eedtd34re

*temporarily sacrificing internet persona mode*


Really, guys. "Dry Your Eyes" by The Streets is more deeply sad than any of those suggestions.

 

[Shippou-Sensei]

I know, I know I've let you down,
I've been a fool to myself.
I thought that I could live for no one else,
But now, through all the hurt and pain,
It's time for me to respect.
The ones you love mean more than anything.

So with sadness in my heart,
I feel the best thing I could do,
Is end it all, and leave forever.
What's done is done, it feels so bad,
What once was happy now is sad.
I'll never love again.
My world is ending.

[Refrain] I wish that I could turn back time,
'Cause now the guilt is all mine.
Can't live without the trust from those you love.
I know we can't forget the past,
You can't forget love and pride.
Because of that, it's killing me inside.

It all returns to nothing,
It all comes tumbling down, tumbling down, tumbling down.

It all returns to nothing,
I just keep letting me down, letting me down, letting me down.

In my heart of hearts,
I know that I could never love again.
I've lost everything... Everything...
Everything that matters to me matters in this world.

[Refrain]

It all returns to nothing,
It just keeps tumbling down, tumbling down, tumbling down.

It all returns to nothing,
I just keep letting me down, letting me down, letting me down.

based on this poem

Fuan na no.
Fuan na no.
Minna ni kirawareru no ga, kowai.
Jibun ga kizutsuku no ga, kowai.
Demo, hito wo kizutsukeru no ga, motto kowai.
Demo, kizutsukete shimau.
Suki na hito wo kizutsukete shimau.
Dakara, hito wo suki ni naranai.
Dakara, jibun wo kizutsukeru no.

I feel uneasy.
I feel uneasy.
I'm afraid of being hated by everyone.
I'm afraid of being hurt.
But I'm more afraid of hurting other people.
But I end up hurting (them).
I hurt the people I like/love.
That's why I won't like people.
That's why I hurt myself.

Kowai dakara.
Daikkirai dakara.

Because I'm scared.
Because I hate (myself) very much.

Suki ni natte ha, ikenai no.
Dakara, jibun wo kizutsukeru.

I mustn't come to like (other people).
That's why I hurt myself.

Yasashisa ha totemo zankoku.
Kokoro wo yudanetara, watashi ha kowarete shimau.
Kokoro ga fureaeba, ano hito ha kizutsuku.

Tenderness is extremely cruel.
If I yield my heart, I will be broken/destroyed.
If our hearts touch, that person will be hurt.

Dakara, watashi ha kowareru shika nai.
Mu he to modoru shika nai.

So, I have no recourse but to be broken/destroyed.
No recourse but to return to nothing.

Mu he to kaerou.
Mu he to kaerou.
Sore ha, yasashisa ni michita tokoro.
Soko ha, shinjitsu no itami no nai tokoro.
Kokoro no yuragi no nai tokoro.

Let's return to nothing.
Let's return to nothing.
That is the place filled with tenderness.
That is the place without the pain of truth.
The place without wavering of the heart.

Mu he to kaerou.
Mu he to kaerou.
Mu he to kaerou.
Mu he to kaerou....(kurikaeshi)

Let's return to nothing.
Let's return to nothing.
Let's return to nothing.
Let's return to nothing....(repeat)

 

[Flashman]

everybody hurts - REM

music to slit your wrists to

A very uplifting song and one that literally stopped one of my friends from doing exactly that; listen again maybe?

I'd also agree (with some) that Smiths/Mozza songs are hilarious, and this bollocks about Cohen for me is just (again ) stupid idiots who haven't heard much by him spewing the usual drival; beauty or sadness doesn't equal depression.

A couple of Costello songs have been pretty grim over the years, notably I Want You.

 

[upsidedownwalrus]

Nobody's mentioned Joy Division's The Eternal, which is one of the saddest, but also one of the most stunningly beautiful, songs ever.


Procession moves on, the shouting is over,
Praise to the glory of loved ones now gone.
Talking aloud as they sit round their tables,
Scattering flowers washed down by the rain.
Stood by the gate at the foot of the garden,
Watching them pass like clouds in the sky,
Try to cry out in the heat of the moment,
Possessed by a fury that burns from inside.

Cry like a child, though these years make me older,
With children my time is so wastefully spent,
A burden to keep, though their inner communion,
Accept like a curse an unlucky deal.
Played by the gate at the foot of the garden,
My view stretches out from the fence to the wall,
No words could explain, no actions determine,
Just watching the trees and the leaves as they fall.

 

[Magic Sam]

Peter Green's (original Fleetwood Mac) Closing My Eyes gets my vote.

Now it's the same as before
and I'm alone again

With no sorrow for myself
And I'm blaming no one else

And closing my eyes
And seeing you standing there

Now it's the same as before
You've touched me with your love

And though you're in my heart
We're still a world apart
As now I'm back to the time
Where I would search for a dream
But no use to try anymore as before
Someday I'll die, and maybe then I'll be with you

So I'm closing my eyes
To hear the people laugh

For they're all aglow
Not knowing where to go

But is it asking too much
When the question is what to do
With the life I'll have
It seems I know nothing now
Except my love for you
And the strength in my hands
To go on feeding your smile

 

[pno]

anything by celine dion - terrible shit!

 

[smokedout]

Really, guys. "Dry Your Eyes" by The Streets is more deeply sad than any of those suggestions.

hate to agree, i dont even like the streets, but that tune was everywhere during an intensely sad period of my life, and i cant hear it without crying now ... bastard

also

drugs dont work - the verve
the killing of georgie - rod stewart
as tears go by - the stones
cant put your arms around a memory - johnny thunders

 

[phildwyer]

Kris Kristofferson, "Sunday Morning Coming Down"

Well I woke up Sunday morning,
With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,
So I had one more for dessert.
Then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes,
And found my cleanest dirty shirt.
An' I shaved my face and combed my hair,
An' stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.

I'd smoked my brain the night before,
On cigarettes and songs I'd been pickin'.
But I lit my first and watched a small kid,
Cussin' at a can that he was kicking.
Then I crossed the empty street,
'n caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken.
And it took me back to somethin',
That I'd lost somehow, somewhere along the way.

On the Sunday morning sidewalk,
Wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
'Cos there's something in a Sunday,
Makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothin' short of dyin',
Half as lonesome as the sound,
On the sleepin' city sidewalks:
Sunday mornin' comin' down.

In the park I saw a daddy,
With a laughin' little girl who he was swingin'.
And I stopped beside a Sunday school,
And listened to the song they were singin'.
Then I headed back for home,
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'.
And it echoed through the canyons,
Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday.

On the Sunday morning sidewalk,
Wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
'Cos there's something in a Sunday,
Makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothin' short of dyin',
Half as lonesome as the sound,
On the sleepin' city sidewalks:
Sunday mornin' comin' down.

Do do do do do do do do,
Do do do do do do do,
Do do do do do do do do,
Do do do do do do do.

To fade

 

[madamv]

Shorley Wall -0oberman
If you go away - Scott Walker or Marc Almond

real tissue wringers.

Also the song that the farmer sings to 'Babe' - If I could make a day for you.

Shit, I'm all sad now.

 

[Shreddy]

Marianne Faithful "Strange Weather". Literally helped me kick a nasty, pathetic smack habit. (In Paris, no less...)

Written by Tom Waits and his wife to help Marianne through HER OWN pesky addiction problems. Then, in turn, she inadvertently helped many others. (I know. It's become a cliche; every ex-junkie in my age group has a "Marianne" story...but it's true).

Seventeen years clean. *Thanx, Ms. Faithful*

One poster here tried to point out the distinction between "sad", "melancholy" and "depressing", etc. I was such a pathetic fucking mess, to even THINK about my life back then is very depressing...and this song is completely associated with my addiction. When I finally got to hear Marianne sing it (after being off smack for nealy a decade) in a nightclub in Vancouver in '97, accompanied only by a piano, I was so overwhelmed that by the middle of the first verse I got physically sick and had to run to the toilet. I missed the whole fucking song! (ex-junkies will know what I'm talking about...)

 

[longdog]

Howard Jones: No One Is To Blame

You can look at the menu but you just can’t eat
You can feel the cushions but you can’t have a seat
You can dip your foot in the pool but you can’t have a swim
You can feel the punishment but you can’t commit the sin
And you want her and she wants you
We want everyone
And you want her and she wants you
No one, no one, no one ever is to blame

You can build a mansion but you just can’t live in it
You’re the fastest runner but you’re not allowed to win
Some break the rules
And live to count the cost
The insecurity is the thing that won’t get lost
And you want her and she wants you
We want everyone
And you want her and she wants you
No one, no one, no one ever is to blame

You can see the summit but you can’t reach it
It’s the last piece of the puzzle but you just can’t make it fit
Doctor says you’re cured but you still feel the pain
Aspirations in the clouds but your hopes go down the drain
And you want her and she wants you
We want everyone
And you want her and she wants you
No one, no one, no one ever is to blame
No one ever is to blame
No one ever is to blame

 

[oooomegrapes]

A very uplifting song and one that literally stopped one of my friends from doing exactly that; listen again maybe?(

ive heard and indeed 'listened' to the song many times, and of course, the lyrics tell you that everyting isnt so bad, and it gets better.........but the general vibe and feel of the song still is v v sad and wrist splitting material, IMO obviously

 

[IPRN]

Dolly Parton - Little Andy - Not only depressing, but absolutely fucking shite.

 

[nick1181]

I'd go for that whole Album by The Verve, not just the one about drugs not working. I don't know if it's just me, but the whole thing has a really bleak undertow.

It could be me though - it kindof corresponds with a time where my life was really nothing more than making money and getting drunk.

 

[Nicsi]

I was the "friend" on the last page who nominated Blur's No Distance Left To Run.
Another great and beautiful song that never fails to make me feel emotional is Nick Cave's Hallelujah...

On the first day of May I took to the road
I'd been staring out the window most of the morning
I'd watched the rain claw at the glass
And a vicious wind blew hard and fast
I should have taken it as a warning
As a warning As a warning
As a warning

I'd given my nurse the weekend off
My meals were ill prepared
My typewriter had turned mute as a tomb
And my piano crouched in the corner of my room
With all its teeth bared
All its teeth bared All its teeth bared
All its teeth bared.

Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah

I left my house without my coat
Something my nurse would not have allowed
And I took the small roads out of town
And I passed a cow and the cow was brown
And my pyjamas clung to me like a shroud
Like a shroud Like a shroud
Like a shroud

There rose before me a little house
With all hope and dreams kept within
A woman's voice close to my ear
Said, "Why don't you come in here?"
"You looked soaked to the skin"
Soaked to the skin Soaked to the skin
Soaked to the skin

Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah

I turned to the woman and the woman was young
I extended a hearty salutation
But I knew if my nurse had been here
She would never in a thousand years
Permit me to accept that invitation
Invitation That invitation
That invitation

Now, you might think it wise to risk it all
Throw caution to the reckless wind
But with her hot cocoa and her medication
My nurse had been my one salvation
So I turned back home
I turned back home I turned back home
Singing my song

Hallelujah
The tears are welling in my eyes again
Hallelujah
I need twenty big buckets to catch them in
Hallelujah
And twenty pretty girls to carry
them down
Hallelujah
And twenty deep holes to bury them in
Hallelujah
The tears are welling in my eyes again
Hallelujah
I need twenty big buckets to catch them in
Hallelujah
And twenty pretty girls to carry them down
Hallelujah
And twenty deep holes to bury them in

The music to this is so beautiful as well.....Oh Nick. I do love him.

 

[Magic Sam]

I forgot Son House's Death Letter blues (pretty depressing)
and The kings Old Shep.

 

[stavros]

Another I'd like to nominate is Babybird's "Take Me Back".