Oh, man…. I LOVE this song! This was the first song to feel like what I feel might be MY style. Percussive, blues and a touch of indignation…. maybe more than a touch. I hope this becomes your validation song. It’s about how we seek validation from others but can only provide it to ourselves. How the naivety of youth leads us to seek confirmation of our own self discoveries but others can use that opening to manipulate us. This video was BEYOND fun. It was filmed in my own home in a room we call the Seance Room as it has NO windows and can be completely blacked out and lit any way you want (long story). Devised, prepped and filmed in one day. I was laughing all day long.
Technique:
Use the bridge end of the top three strings as a kick drum; hold the strings still until you want a short chord sound. Snare is the thumb on top.
@ = bass drum (use two fingers to hit the top 3 strings near the bridge)
* = snare (use thumb to hit the guitar body right above the strings)
| = Bar hammer on 2 (three fingers, one in the middle and one on each fret)
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When I was young
I didn’t know who I was
I sought validation
from those I thought I could trust
Who I am, What I want
Choices I made, What I’m not
Unsure of myself I come seek
Validation of what I think of me
Validation cloaked manipulation
Validation soaked soul repression
Oppression Oppression
Wake up and see the method
This is my validation
Freed by my own truth, revelation
It doesn’t matter if you
Feel me or feel me not
Maybe now I’ve learned to trust me
Love me; see me
Hard fought
Through stillness and thought
If hate feeds the roots of your motivation
I refuse to seek your validation
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They don’t know you
Because they are not you
The only way to know you
Is to truly be you
See you, Feel you
Be still and know the truth
of your mind, truth of your kind
In truth you find
Freedom, Freedom to be
Free eyes can see
Freedom to need if you need
Validation
This is my validation
Freed by my own truth, revelation
It doesn’t matter if you
Feel me or feel me not
Maybe now I’ve learned to trust me
Love me; see me
Hard fought
Through stillness and thought
As my decisions get better
Your opinion is lesser
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I see through your manipulation
I see through your soul repression
Oppression can’t survive in the light of truth
But you don’t need me to validate you
This is my validation
Freed by my own truth, revelation
It doesn’t matter if you
Feel me or feel me not
Maybe now I’ve learned to trust me
Love me; see me
Hard fought
Through stillness and thought
If hate feeds the roots of your motivation
I refuse to seek your validation