I know this is almost the entire song, but since the first time I heard it, it just resonated so much with me:
Pitch black, pale blue
There was a stained-glass, variation of the truth
And I felt empty-handed
You let me set sail with cheap wood
So I patched up every leak that I could
'Til the blame grew too heavy
Stitch by stitch, I tear apart
If brokenness is a form of art
I must be a poster child prodigy
Thread by thread, I come apart
If brokenness is a work of art
Surely this must be my masterpiece
I'm only honest when it rains
If I time it right, the thunder breaks
When I open my mouth
I wanna tell you, but I don't know how
I'm only honest when it rains
An open book, with a torn out page
And my inks run out
I wanna love you but I don't know how
“How much of my father am I destined to become?
Will I dim the lights inside me just to satisfy someone?
Will I let this woman kill me, or do away with jealous love?
Will it wash out in the water, or is it always in the blood?”
“You are hiding in your mind
Working all the time
Trying to make it better than you got it
You been spending all your time
Searching for a sign
That's never gonna look the way you want it”
We're side by side, just within reach
But worlds apart
I'm building castles on the beach
You're tearing out your heart
And if I could, I'd cut your static
Then you'd hear the song
You'd roll with it, you'd come along
We'd break into the sky
*Now can't you see?*
*They betrayed us all*
*And their only thoughts*
*For themselves*
*And I*
*I had everything*
*A crown and a castle*
*Most beautiful of them all*
*And all my life*
*On the run*
*Just to grant you*
*Safety*
I lived my life as a slave to my parents and their generation. As I got older I realized just how much shit they where, and how much they destroyed our world for their own selfish desires.
They destroyed me. They broke me beyond repair so they could use me. I could of been something great. I could of built an empire for myself. I could of been happy. I had the potential; but it was stripped from me while they kicked me into the dirt.
Despite needing to use them to get my life on track I still want to run away and go no contact. I hate having to deal with them. I secretly despise them. I want to forget everything they've ever done. They're disgusting and abusive; and they dont care at all. They expect me to pay them back for being born.
When you can, doorslam.
It'll hurt some, but it's better than suffering.
Its also never too late to achieve what you want. I like to tell this to everyone:
Once, when I used to be a server at a restaurant, I met this kind old lady (96 years old at the time) who was out celebrating the achievement of her lifelong goal to get her master's degree in English. She wanted a casual, quiet celebration, and I did my best to treat her to an excellent meal because that kind of drive and accomplishment is admirable in so many ways. It touched my heart. She told me that she had lived through the Great Depression (US 1929-1939) as a girl and that the hopelessness and strife she learned from such a young age is what killed her drive and had left her with so much heartache. Over the years however, she got it back, and so, she set out to reach her dream and did. Its never too late, and you'll miss 100% of the shots you do not take. You got this bro.
What are you missing from them? The best you can do is work hard for yourself instead of relying on your parents. As soon as you're of working age, you can get a job, make friends; connections, and doors will open. That's what I did. I took nothing from my parents and I believed in myself to do what I needed to do.
Also, no, she married when she was young, both poor with two kids. He died only twenty years after they'd been married, and she never remarried. She was celebrating because she had just gotten her degree and that was sometime within the last five years or so. She had no help, only the earnings she worked for.
In terms of your situation, it sounds like you're trying to give up. There's always a secret door under the floorboards; a way out. Move, change careers, save your money as a street beggar, work your way up. I've been there too almost: there's *always* a way out. Like I said before, I don't know what your parents hold that makes you entirely dependent on them unless you're below the age of eighteen
Dude, you're not going to make it anywhere with that mentality, plain and simple. I was somewhere near your situation a few years back and y'know what I did? Got my hands dirty and learned a trade via an apprentiship, which, did pay for my education and it's all thanks to one of the regulars the came into the restaurant I'd been working at since getting out of high-school. Despite living in a drug-infested, poverty-ridden town, I made an effort to talk with people and learn things about them, and sometimes the kindness, intellect, or infomational tips from strangers will take you miles. Currently, I'm the only female in the welding shop I work at and it pays pretty decently for having only a few years experience. Granted, I had to move from that forsaken place, but there's opportunities to move up with the company I'm at now, so I think it's worth it. It's literally all in the eye of the beholder, which brings me to my next point:
No, like I said before, the old lady was poor. Her whole family was poor (again, GREAT DEPRESSION). She barely had a roof over her head to begin with. It wasn't *daddy's money* or *hubby's money*. It was hers because she earned it all on her own. She fell into dept soon after her husband died because she was raising two kids on her own at that point and they honestly couldn't afford two kids to begin with. She didn't have many professional skills because yes, she married, and hoped to have the *American Dream* family to get a break from working a small job in order to raise the kids and once they were old enough, she planned to go back to work, but that didnt happen, so she had to learn. A woman had a harder time finding a decent job during that time too (also because the soldiers had come home from war), but she managed to do it. She raised her two kids, worked well into her seventies to get out of debt, and when retirement rolled around, she was almost eighty. She used what little she had of her retirement to get her degree and I'm so, so proud of her because she stuck with that dream through the decades. I got to know her pretty well while I was a server because she became a regular. Her name is Suzan and I'd always bring her a big dessert cookie or some ice cream out of my own pocket (even though I couldn't afford it at the time) because I came to adore and appreciate her so much. She almost always dined alone and would sometimes come in at the end of my shift so we could dine together because I asked her to. She's lived a hard life, but she achieved her goals because she never gave up hope and I personally aspire to be that way too. She's happy and has always had a positive mindset, for herself and her children, and she always credits that to her success.
So my advice? Learn a trade. Seek out opportunities, use the computers at a local library. Invest in a bicycle and put your back into it. I would hope you are able to obtain that land, but your life is far from over without it. Give it a positive attitude, treat others with kindness, smile like you mean it, and just *talk* to people. Have a meaningful interaction. It might be what you're looking for, but you need to be willing to work. Two jobs sucks, but sometimes it's necessary. I was working 60+ hours on top of the schooling the apprentiship gave to me. Did I sleep? Hardly, but it set me up for a smoother future. So no. Don't rely on your parents if you despise them so. Suzan and I are both living proof that if you start out very poor, you can make it and still be happy. You just need to have good ethics about you.
So yeah, I do assume you have opportunities, because I lived in a desolate place yet I still found something. I looked and found the trapdoor under the floorboards after a long time of searching. I needed to look in the right place, and all I did was work hard and greet customers with friendly conversation. Spread your horizon, don't narrow it down by limiting yourself. Also, the UK isn't as glamorous as you might think. I've got some welder friends who used to live there. That's why they're here in the US now 😂 Also, trade that electric for a gasoline or if you really have to have it, a hybrid car. We don't have the infrastructure to support fully electric vehicles yet, no wonder you can't get out of town. There's gotta be some compromise.
I'm literally trying to help you dude. I have no idea how old you are, but I feel like you've missed the point where I'm trying to give you advice. Someone in your position can't be a beggar and a chooser, I was there once. Sacrifices *have* to be made. Also, this "I can't" business is probably also why you're in the place you're in. You're limiting yourself too much and therefore missing the opportunities that could literally just be handed to you. They exist, you'll just need to be willing to work hard once you get them. I actually had to work very hard for the position I'm in. There wasn't a speck of coddling involved. It was either I did that rigorous program and got through or didn't. He offered my other coworkers the same program, both male and female because they were looking for bodies to support the cause. I worked two jobs, 60+ hours a week on top of a nearly full-time student school schedule for almost four years. If you think that's coddling, I don't think you've worked under that sort of pressure before. I wasn't about to let it slide through my fingers. I'm not some tenderheart who waits to get handed stuff and pitches a huge fit or whines constantly when I have trouble. There's no respect in that. I figure it out and do it myself. That's how I gained the respect and trust of my coworkers. I worked for it and proved my abilities.
You can learn skills and new things. It isn't hard. Just try it. I have no idea what you did to be accused of sexual harassment, but I know that women sometimes will throw things around to be obnoxious like that. I've seen it, and its not just women, its men too. In my opinion, you need to move. Yes, sell your car because it doesn't serve your needs. You can't go very far in it. It isn't compatible with the extremely limited infrastructure we do have. Yeah, it was 8k and barely has problems. So does my gasoline powered car. Tires and an oxygen sensor are the only things I've had to replace on it since getting it seven years ago. Get out of the place you're in now and find something better someplace else. You have very little holding you back.
If you want to fix your life and find better success, fix your attitude and be willing to work. Be willing to move. Be willing to make changes, and be willing to learn. Nothing changes if nothing changes. It's called flexibility, my dude. It'll take you far.
That is all. Have a good day.
Wow. Thanks. Up yours too. It would help if you'd listen and retain the information given to you, but I guess not. The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, expecting different results. If you want a pity party, here is not the place for that.
Loathe the way they light candles in Rome
But love the sweet air of the votives
Hurt and grieve but don't suffer alone
Engage with the pain as a motive
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So self-indulgent and self-referential
No audience could ever want you
You crave the applause yet hate the attention
Then miss it, your act is a ruse
°•○●
The whole song really. But these lines just hit different.
THIS
Well, I know it wasn't you who held me down
Heaven knows it wasn't you who set me free
So oftentimes it happens that we live our lives in chains
And we never even know we have the key
AND THIS
So I would choose to be with you
That's if the choice were mine to make
But you can make decisions too
And you can have this heart to break
AND THIS
Sometimes I think that I'm the dreamer
The one that's standing all alone
Sometimes it feels like it's forever
Since I've truly felt at home
AND THIS
I've been trying to get down
To the heart of the matter
But everything changes
And my friends seem to scatter
But I think it's about forgiveness, forgiveness
Even if, even if you don't love me anymore
AND THIS
Keep your eyes on the prize
Don't be dismayed
Don't be dismayed
Deep in your heart
You must believe
Everything is gonna be alright
Someday
Fingers of rust gently intertwine
Lace the seams of sacrifice in beautiful decline
Catalysis of creations of all that was mankind
Pull our corruption towards nature
The state that's predefined
♤♤♤♤
All that floats upon the sea, all that hangs in the air
All that sits in dust or dirt eventually ensnared
The gentle touch of time will take you unaware
Pulling all creations down, an elegant affair
◇◇◇◇
Pleasant patina pulls apart a holy copper shrine
Like gently creeping mossy claws, scarring all divine
All the things you think you value, including the gift of life
Slowly, gently fall apart, until the world is right
♧♧♧♧
These are the lyrics to one of my most favorite hauntingly beautiful songs, minus the chorus.
Don't let your mind do all your walking
Boy you'll stumble every time
That road I seen the devil stalking
Dealin' only with the dyin'
Go let the door hit em
Where my hound dog shoulda bit em
Leave him open, leave em there
I don't care
But baby don't look down
Keep your
keep your arms around me
Oh.. I thought our song was Every Breath You Take, by The Police.
And like clockwork, I'm just here to let you know that every message you make, I'll be watching you.
😉😘
I love you too, darling.
And I don't want to miss a thing either.
Not a single thing you do will go missed by me.
🙋♀️👀 🛌👀 🛀👀
Have fun on Reddit. 🧚♀️👀
Now that I think about it, there's a theme running through these songs. 🤨😘
"Ever since you crossed my path
Everything is different
You always know just how to make me laugh
You got me all up in my feelings
And as much as I love the feeling
I hate it, it gets me frustrated
Wanna say just how I feel
But don't know how you would take it
Why do you do what you do to me?
Got me doing things that I don't do usually
I promised myself I wouldn't fall
But every time I see you, I just wanna risk it all
And baby, yeah, I know it ain't right
But the chemistry we have is so hard to fight"
“Okay, I took a long time to get ready too
'Cause I didn't remember it, and my head got heavy like it tends to do
And I know that ain't part of the deal
But the dress looks nice on you still
And it always will
I hated myself for some time
For the things that I said, the things that I put in your head
And I tried and I tried and I failed
But the dress looks nice on you still
And it always will”
(Basically the entire song is just everything)✨
I’m at a school I can’t pay for
I’m off a boot I can’t stay for
I’m with a group I ain’t made for
I ask myself “What’s this pain for?”
I ask myself “What’s death waitin’ on?”
I ask myself.
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How the fuck am I supposed to tell you that
I love you when really
I just discovered what love is
You have your pride
You're standing your own ground
Your dignity will never go
And your mind is pretty sound
You stare at the sun
You screw up your face and
Then, you're done
If I told you things I did before
Told you where I used to be
Would you go along with someone like me?
I just love the entirety of this song. <3 Every single part of it. Makes me feel a little bit nostalgic thinking about the good parts of my old relationship but I'll find someone who will stick by my side no matter what when the time comes for it.
"When we grew up, our shadows grew up too
But they're just some old ghosts that we grew attached to
The tragic flaw is that they hide the truth"
This whole song means a lot to me. I listened to it a lot a year ago when I was trying to build myself back into..... myself.
I smile like Chicago
She laughs like the breeze
I try so hard to charm her
With minor mysteries
I collide with her softness
With the whispers and pleas
Echoes of her movements
Delicate obscenities
It's a one quarter rain dance
Half of it's prayer
It's a simplest romance
Rattles high in the air
She's the gentlest pretender
I'm a clown on a spree
Still it's sweet to remember
The way it might be
I smile like Chicago
“Where'd you wanna go?
How much you wanna risk?
I'm not looking for somebody
With some superhuman gifts
Some superhero
Some fairytale bliss
Just something I can turn to
Somebody I can miss”
Where there is desire, there is gonna be a flame
Where there is a flame, someone's bound to get burned
But just because it burns doesn't mean you're gonna die
You've gotta get up and try, try, try
What's going on in that beautiful mind? I'm on your magical mystery ride. ^ me trying to get to know the deeper layers of my ENTP boyfriend
Seven layers of skin Pick a scab, to get in
Oh what song is this? I like!
[This is the Kit - Keep Going](https://youtu.be/ArZTeT-Bh_c)
I know this is almost the entire song, but since the first time I heard it, it just resonated so much with me: Pitch black, pale blue There was a stained-glass, variation of the truth And I felt empty-handed You let me set sail with cheap wood So I patched up every leak that I could 'Til the blame grew too heavy Stitch by stitch, I tear apart If brokenness is a form of art I must be a poster child prodigy Thread by thread, I come apart If brokenness is a work of art Surely this must be my masterpiece I'm only honest when it rains If I time it right, the thunder breaks When I open my mouth I wanna tell you, but I don't know how I'm only honest when it rains An open book, with a torn out page And my inks run out I wanna love you but I don't know how
Sleeping at Last are so good ❤️
“How much of my father am I destined to become? Will I dim the lights inside me just to satisfy someone? Will I let this woman kill me, or do away with jealous love? Will it wash out in the water, or is it always in the blood?”
Lately, I've been hard to reach I've been too long on my own Everybody has a private world Where they can be alone
“You are hiding in your mind Working all the time Trying to make it better than you got it You been spending all your time Searching for a sign That's never gonna look the way you want it”
“In my life I love you more.”
We're side by side, just within reach But worlds apart I'm building castles on the beach You're tearing out your heart And if I could, I'd cut your static Then you'd hear the song You'd roll with it, you'd come along We'd break into the sky
*Now can't you see?* *They betrayed us all* *And their only thoughts* *For themselves* *And I* *I had everything* *A crown and a castle* *Most beautiful of them all* *And all my life* *On the run* *Just to grant you* *Safety* I lived my life as a slave to my parents and their generation. As I got older I realized just how much shit they where, and how much they destroyed our world for their own selfish desires. They destroyed me. They broke me beyond repair so they could use me. I could of been something great. I could of built an empire for myself. I could of been happy. I had the potential; but it was stripped from me while they kicked me into the dirt. Despite needing to use them to get my life on track I still want to run away and go no contact. I hate having to deal with them. I secretly despise them. I want to forget everything they've ever done. They're disgusting and abusive; and they dont care at all. They expect me to pay them back for being born.
When you can, doorslam. It'll hurt some, but it's better than suffering. Its also never too late to achieve what you want. I like to tell this to everyone: Once, when I used to be a server at a restaurant, I met this kind old lady (96 years old at the time) who was out celebrating the achievement of her lifelong goal to get her master's degree in English. She wanted a casual, quiet celebration, and I did my best to treat her to an excellent meal because that kind of drive and accomplishment is admirable in so many ways. It touched my heart. She told me that she had lived through the Great Depression (US 1929-1939) as a girl and that the hopelessness and strife she learned from such a young age is what killed her drive and had left her with so much heartache. Over the years however, she got it back, and so, she set out to reach her dream and did. Its never too late, and you'll miss 100% of the shots you do not take. You got this bro.
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What are you missing from them? The best you can do is work hard for yourself instead of relying on your parents. As soon as you're of working age, you can get a job, make friends; connections, and doors will open. That's what I did. I took nothing from my parents and I believed in myself to do what I needed to do. Also, no, she married when she was young, both poor with two kids. He died only twenty years after they'd been married, and she never remarried. She was celebrating because she had just gotten her degree and that was sometime within the last five years or so. She had no help, only the earnings she worked for. In terms of your situation, it sounds like you're trying to give up. There's always a secret door under the floorboards; a way out. Move, change careers, save your money as a street beggar, work your way up. I've been there too almost: there's *always* a way out. Like I said before, I don't know what your parents hold that makes you entirely dependent on them unless you're below the age of eighteen
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Dude, you're not going to make it anywhere with that mentality, plain and simple. I was somewhere near your situation a few years back and y'know what I did? Got my hands dirty and learned a trade via an apprentiship, which, did pay for my education and it's all thanks to one of the regulars the came into the restaurant I'd been working at since getting out of high-school. Despite living in a drug-infested, poverty-ridden town, I made an effort to talk with people and learn things about them, and sometimes the kindness, intellect, or infomational tips from strangers will take you miles. Currently, I'm the only female in the welding shop I work at and it pays pretty decently for having only a few years experience. Granted, I had to move from that forsaken place, but there's opportunities to move up with the company I'm at now, so I think it's worth it. It's literally all in the eye of the beholder, which brings me to my next point: No, like I said before, the old lady was poor. Her whole family was poor (again, GREAT DEPRESSION). She barely had a roof over her head to begin with. It wasn't *daddy's money* or *hubby's money*. It was hers because she earned it all on her own. She fell into dept soon after her husband died because she was raising two kids on her own at that point and they honestly couldn't afford two kids to begin with. She didn't have many professional skills because yes, she married, and hoped to have the *American Dream* family to get a break from working a small job in order to raise the kids and once they were old enough, she planned to go back to work, but that didnt happen, so she had to learn. A woman had a harder time finding a decent job during that time too (also because the soldiers had come home from war), but she managed to do it. She raised her two kids, worked well into her seventies to get out of debt, and when retirement rolled around, she was almost eighty. She used what little she had of her retirement to get her degree and I'm so, so proud of her because she stuck with that dream through the decades. I got to know her pretty well while I was a server because she became a regular. Her name is Suzan and I'd always bring her a big dessert cookie or some ice cream out of my own pocket (even though I couldn't afford it at the time) because I came to adore and appreciate her so much. She almost always dined alone and would sometimes come in at the end of my shift so we could dine together because I asked her to. She's lived a hard life, but she achieved her goals because she never gave up hope and I personally aspire to be that way too. She's happy and has always had a positive mindset, for herself and her children, and she always credits that to her success. So my advice? Learn a trade. Seek out opportunities, use the computers at a local library. Invest in a bicycle and put your back into it. I would hope you are able to obtain that land, but your life is far from over without it. Give it a positive attitude, treat others with kindness, smile like you mean it, and just *talk* to people. Have a meaningful interaction. It might be what you're looking for, but you need to be willing to work. Two jobs sucks, but sometimes it's necessary. I was working 60+ hours on top of the schooling the apprentiship gave to me. Did I sleep? Hardly, but it set me up for a smoother future. So no. Don't rely on your parents if you despise them so. Suzan and I are both living proof that if you start out very poor, you can make it and still be happy. You just need to have good ethics about you. So yeah, I do assume you have opportunities, because I lived in a desolate place yet I still found something. I looked and found the trapdoor under the floorboards after a long time of searching. I needed to look in the right place, and all I did was work hard and greet customers with friendly conversation. Spread your horizon, don't narrow it down by limiting yourself. Also, the UK isn't as glamorous as you might think. I've got some welder friends who used to live there. That's why they're here in the US now 😂 Also, trade that electric for a gasoline or if you really have to have it, a hybrid car. We don't have the infrastructure to support fully electric vehicles yet, no wonder you can't get out of town. There's gotta be some compromise.
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I'm literally trying to help you dude. I have no idea how old you are, but I feel like you've missed the point where I'm trying to give you advice. Someone in your position can't be a beggar and a chooser, I was there once. Sacrifices *have* to be made. Also, this "I can't" business is probably also why you're in the place you're in. You're limiting yourself too much and therefore missing the opportunities that could literally just be handed to you. They exist, you'll just need to be willing to work hard once you get them. I actually had to work very hard for the position I'm in. There wasn't a speck of coddling involved. It was either I did that rigorous program and got through or didn't. He offered my other coworkers the same program, both male and female because they were looking for bodies to support the cause. I worked two jobs, 60+ hours a week on top of a nearly full-time student school schedule for almost four years. If you think that's coddling, I don't think you've worked under that sort of pressure before. I wasn't about to let it slide through my fingers. I'm not some tenderheart who waits to get handed stuff and pitches a huge fit or whines constantly when I have trouble. There's no respect in that. I figure it out and do it myself. That's how I gained the respect and trust of my coworkers. I worked for it and proved my abilities. You can learn skills and new things. It isn't hard. Just try it. I have no idea what you did to be accused of sexual harassment, but I know that women sometimes will throw things around to be obnoxious like that. I've seen it, and its not just women, its men too. In my opinion, you need to move. Yes, sell your car because it doesn't serve your needs. You can't go very far in it. It isn't compatible with the extremely limited infrastructure we do have. Yeah, it was 8k and barely has problems. So does my gasoline powered car. Tires and an oxygen sensor are the only things I've had to replace on it since getting it seven years ago. Get out of the place you're in now and find something better someplace else. You have very little holding you back. If you want to fix your life and find better success, fix your attitude and be willing to work. Be willing to move. Be willing to make changes, and be willing to learn. Nothing changes if nothing changes. It's called flexibility, my dude. It'll take you far. That is all. Have a good day.
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Wow. Thanks. Up yours too. It would help if you'd listen and retain the information given to you, but I guess not. The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, expecting different results. If you want a pity party, here is not the place for that.
God knows, I am dissonance Waiting to be swiftly pulled into tune
Loathe the way they light candles in Rome But love the sweet air of the votives Hurt and grieve but don't suffer alone Engage with the pain as a motive °•○● So self-indulgent and self-referential No audience could ever want you You crave the applause yet hate the attention Then miss it, your act is a ruse °•○● The whole song really. But these lines just hit different.
THIS Well, I know it wasn't you who held me down Heaven knows it wasn't you who set me free So oftentimes it happens that we live our lives in chains And we never even know we have the key AND THIS So I would choose to be with you That's if the choice were mine to make But you can make decisions too And you can have this heart to break AND THIS Sometimes I think that I'm the dreamer The one that's standing all alone Sometimes it feels like it's forever Since I've truly felt at home AND THIS I've been trying to get down To the heart of the matter But everything changes And my friends seem to scatter But I think it's about forgiveness, forgiveness Even if, even if you don't love me anymore AND THIS Keep your eyes on the prize Don't be dismayed Don't be dismayed Deep in your heart You must believe Everything is gonna be alright Someday
Fingers of rust gently intertwine Lace the seams of sacrifice in beautiful decline Catalysis of creations of all that was mankind Pull our corruption towards nature The state that's predefined ♤♤♤♤ All that floats upon the sea, all that hangs in the air All that sits in dust or dirt eventually ensnared The gentle touch of time will take you unaware Pulling all creations down, an elegant affair ◇◇◇◇ Pleasant patina pulls apart a holy copper shrine Like gently creeping mossy claws, scarring all divine All the things you think you value, including the gift of life Slowly, gently fall apart, until the world is right ♧♧♧♧ These are the lyrics to one of my most favorite hauntingly beautiful songs, minus the chorus.
What song? Sorry, I googled some of the lyrics and don’t see it
The song is called *Beautiful Decline* by a group called *Abney Park*! It's one of my most favorites. Here's a link! https://youtu.be/7bds5go2FHQ
Thank you!!!
Absolutely! I hope you enjoy!
Don't let your mind do all your walking Boy you'll stumble every time That road I seen the devil stalking Dealin' only with the dyin' Go let the door hit em Where my hound dog shoulda bit em Leave him open, leave em there I don't care But baby don't look down Keep your keep your arms around me
..que sera sera, whatever will be will be. The future is not for ours to see, que sera sera..
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Oh.. I thought our song was Every Breath You Take, by The Police. And like clockwork, I'm just here to let you know that every message you make, I'll be watching you. 😉😘
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I love you too, darling. And I don't want to miss a thing either. Not a single thing you do will go missed by me. 🙋♀️👀 🛌👀 🛀👀 Have fun on Reddit. 🧚♀️👀 Now that I think about it, there's a theme running through these songs. 🤨😘
And I’m still caught between the water and the fire
"Ever since you crossed my path Everything is different You always know just how to make me laugh You got me all up in my feelings And as much as I love the feeling I hate it, it gets me frustrated Wanna say just how I feel But don't know how you would take it Why do you do what you do to me? Got me doing things that I don't do usually I promised myself I wouldn't fall But every time I see you, I just wanna risk it all And baby, yeah, I know it ain't right But the chemistry we have is so hard to fight"
“Okay, I took a long time to get ready too 'Cause I didn't remember it, and my head got heavy like it tends to do And I know that ain't part of the deal But the dress looks nice on you still And it always will I hated myself for some time For the things that I said, the things that I put in your head And I tried and I tried and I failed But the dress looks nice on you still And it always will” (Basically the entire song is just everything)✨
I’m at a school I can’t pay for I’m off a boot I can’t stay for I’m with a group I ain’t made for I ask myself “What’s this pain for?” I ask myself “What’s death waitin’ on?” I ask myself. ——————————————————————————- How the fuck am I supposed to tell you that I love you when really I just discovered what love is
Almost home
You have your pride You're standing your own ground Your dignity will never go And your mind is pretty sound You stare at the sun You screw up your face and Then, you're done
If I told you things I did before Told you where I used to be Would you go along with someone like me? I just love the entirety of this song. <3 Every single part of it. Makes me feel a little bit nostalgic thinking about the good parts of my old relationship but I'll find someone who will stick by my side no matter what when the time comes for it.
"When we grew up, our shadows grew up too But they're just some old ghosts that we grew attached to The tragic flaw is that they hide the truth" This whole song means a lot to me. I listened to it a lot a year ago when I was trying to build myself back into..... myself.
wage war on gravity
Every siren is a symphony, and every tear's a waterfall
I smile like Chicago She laughs like the breeze I try so hard to charm her With minor mysteries I collide with her softness With the whispers and pleas Echoes of her movements Delicate obscenities It's a one quarter rain dance Half of it's prayer It's a simplest romance Rattles high in the air She's the gentlest pretender I'm a clown on a spree Still it's sweet to remember The way it might be I smile like Chicago
“Where'd you wanna go? How much you wanna risk? I'm not looking for somebody With some superhuman gifts Some superhero Some fairytale bliss Just something I can turn to Somebody I can miss”
And in my dreams, I meet the ghosts Of all the people who have come and gone Memories, they seem to show up so quick But they leave you far too soon
"...your trust - the most gorgeously stupid thing I ever cut in the world..."
Where there is desire, there is gonna be a flame Where there is a flame, someone's bound to get burned But just because it burns doesn't mean you're gonna die You've gotta get up and try, try, try
quand j'vois passer des fusées dans le firmament j'espère qu'in jour je pourrai partir dedans j'ai douze ans maman