Ramblings

Am I the only person who loves to listen to classical music REALLY LOUD?

Straylight Run - Existentialism on Prom Night

When the sun came up,
We were sleeping in,
Sunk inside our blankets,
Sprawled across the bed,
And we were dreaming,

There are moments when,
When I know it and
The world revolves around us,
And we’re keeping it,
Keep it all going,
This delicate balance,
Vulnerable all knowing,

Sing like you think no one’s listening,
You would kill for this,
Just a little bit,
Just a little bit,
You would, kill for this

Sing like you think no one’s listening,
You would kill for this,
Just a little bit,
Just a little bit,
You would, you would…

Sing me something soft,
Sad and delicate,
Or loud and out of key,
Sing me anything,
we’re glad for what we’ve got,
Done with what we’ve lost
Our whole lives laid out right in front of us,

Sing like you think no one’s listening,
You would kill for this,
Just a little bit,
Just a little bit,
You would,

Sing like you think no one’s listening,
You would kill for this,
Just a little bit,
Just a little bit,
You would, you would….

Sing me something soft,
Sad and delicate,
Or loud and out of key,
Sing me anything.

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When I say 'I don't know' I mean I don't want you to know

Emilie Autumn - Thank God I'm Pretty

Thank God I’m pretty
The occasional free drink I never asked for
The occasional admission to a seedy little bar
Invitation to a stranger’s car
I’m blessed
With the ability to rend a grown man tongue-tied
Which only means that when it’s dark outside
I have to run and hide can’t look behind me
Thank God I’m pretty

Thank God I’m pretty
Every skill I ever have will be in question
Every ill that I must suffer merely brought on by myself
Though the cops would come for someone else
I’m blessed
I’m truly privilaged to look this good without clothes on
Which only means that when I sing you’re jerking off
And when I’m gone you won’t remember
Thank God I’m pretty

Thank you God
Oh, lord
Thank you God
Oh, oh and when a gaggle of faces appears around me
It’s lucky I hate to be taken seriously
I think my ego would fall right through the cracks in the floor
If I couldn’t count on men to slap my ass anymore
I know my destiny’s such, that I’m all stocking and curl
So everybody thinks that I’m a fucking suicide girl

Thank you God
For the occasional champagne I never asked for
The occasional admission to a seedy little bar
Invitation to a stranger’s car
I’m blessed
With the ability to rend a grown man tongue-tied
Which only means that when it’s dark outside
I have to run and hide can’t look behind me
Thank God I’m pretty

Thank God
Thank God
Thank you
Thank you
Thank you God

sufferbus! Thanks for the add :D

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Bright Eyes - Road to Joy

Every time I listen to this song I think Conor’s going to say “machine guns and accordions” but he never does and I don’t know why he would.

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Bright Eyes- Take It Easy (Love Nothing)

When I have an asthma attack my chin goes all itchy.

I mean, what the fuck?

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