| I Feel Like Sinking Into Your Eyes—Feels Like I'm In a Black&White Movie |
[Jul. 7th, 2006×11:22 am] |
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| | frustrated | ] |
| [ | music |
| | "Springtime Can Kill You" × Jolie Holland <33333 | ] |
the trumpets in this song are amazinggggg!!
"Black & White Movie"
I'm sitting in the window sill That's where I get to know this feeling so well But I can't help thinking Will I find my baby in there
Everything looks so quiet from up here Feels like I'm in a black and white movie somewhere And then I'm on the run, and the city lights fade to black and I don't know where I'm at Guess I'm in a black and white move
And I guess that I'll be walking out that door Catch an elevator and drop down a few floors And I don't mind sinking in to your eyes Please tell me. Where are your eyes
Everything looks so quiet from up here Feels like I'm in a black and white movie somewhere And then I'm on the run, and the city lights fade to black and I don't know where I'm at That's when I'm feeling kind of lonely You mean so much to me But we don't find each other here now do we In this black and white movie
I'm running down the streets, I see myself in slow motion Ask a man in a French coat about directions On the edge of the city I realize it's all just fiction.
[/Janove Ottesen] |
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| OMFG SRSLY GILLESPIEEE |
[Jul. 6th, 2006×09:35 pm] |
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| | "I Will Speak For Myself" × Aly&AJ | ] | add my bestest friend everrrs. she's better than anyone in my life. Well, MOST OF THE PEOPLE.
here's her livejournal:
serinya_tooley
i love her. |
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| My Mind's So Sick in the Head |
[Jul. 6th, 2006×07:43 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | frustrated..? | ] |
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| | "Paper Bag" × Fiona Apple | ] |
"Tymps (The Sick In The Head Song)"
Those boon times went bust My feet of clay, they dried to dust The red isnt the red we painted Its just rust And the signature thing That used to bring a following I have troble now Even remembering
So why did I kiss him so hard Late last friday night And keep on letting him change all my plans I'm either sick in the head I need to be bled dry, to quit Or I just really used to love him I sure hope thats it
I knew that to keep in touch Would do me deep in dutch Cuz it isnt the rush of remembering Its just mush And the signature thing Is only growing harrowing I should have no trouble now To keep from followinig
So why did I kiss him so hard Late last friday night And keep on letting him change all my plans I'm either sick in the head I need to be bled dry, to quit Or I just really used to love him I sure hope thats it
Those boon times went bust My feet of clay, they dried to dust The red isnt the red we painted Its just rust And the signature thing That used to bring a following I have troble now Even remembering
So why did I kiss him so hard Late last friday night And keep on letting him change all my plans I'm either sick in the head I need to be bled dry, to quit Or I just really used to love him Or I just really used to love him Or I just really used to love him I sure hope thats it
[/FionaApple]
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| I Just Want You To Know Who I Am... |
[Jul. 6th, 2006×02:16 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | nauseated | ] |
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| | "Iris" × Goo Goo Dolls | ] |
They painted up your secrets With the lies they told to you And the least they ever gave you Was the most you ever knew And I wonder where these dreams go When the world gets in your way What's the point in all this screaming No one's listening anyway Your voice is small and fading And you hide in here unknown And your mother loves your father 'Cause she's got nowhere to go And she wonders where these dreams go 'Cause the world got in her way What's the point in ever trying Nothing's changing anyway They press their lips against you And you love the lies they say And I tried so hard to reach you But you're falling anyway And you know I see right through you When the world gets in your way What's the point in all this screamin' You're not listening anyway
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| great song. it's so fun to listen to. it makes me happy. |
[Jul. 5th, 2006×06:03 pm] |
"Road To Joy"
The sun came up with no conclusion Flowers sleeping in their beds This city's cemetery's humming I’m wide-awake, it’s morning
I have my drugs, I have my woman They keep away my loneliness My parents have they have their religion But sleep in separate houses
I read the body count out of the paper And now it’s written all over my face No one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter Sometimes that’s just the most comfortable place
So I’m drinking, breathing, writing, singing Everyday I'm on the clock My mind races with all my longings But cant keep up with what I got
I hope I don’t sound too ungrateful What history gave modern man A telephone to talk to strangers Machine guns and a camera lens
So when you’re asked to fight a war that’s over nothing It’s best to join the side that’s gonna win And no one’s sure how all of this got started But we’re gonna make them goddam certain how its gonna end Oh ya we will, oh ya we will!
Well I could have been a famous singer If I had someone else’s voice But failure’s always sounded better Lets fuck it up boys, make some noise!
The sun came up with no conclusion Flowers sleeping in their beds This city's cemetery's humming I’m wide-awake, it’s morning
[/Bright Eyes] |
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| Today's Song? |
[Jul. 4th, 2006×10:27 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | wanting to hear this song | ] |
| [ | music |
| | "At the Bottom of Everything" × Bright Eyes | ] |
"Let Go"
Drink up baby doll Are you in or are you out? Leave your things behind 'Cause it's all going off without you Excuse me too busy you're writing your tragedy These mishaps You bubble-wrap When you've no idea what you're like
[Chorus] So, let go,let go Jump in Oh well, what you waiting for? It's all right 'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown So, let go, l-let go Just get in Oh, it's so amazing here It's all right 'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown
It gains the more it gives And then it rises with the fall So hand me that remote Can't you see that all that stuff's a sideshow? Such boundless pleasure We've no time for later Now you can't await your own arrival you've twenty seconds to comply
[Chorus] So, let go, so let go Jump in Oh well, what you waiting for? It's alright 'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown So, let go, yeah let go Just get in Oh, it's so amazing here It's all right 'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown
[background sounds]
[Chorus] So, let go, so let go Jump in Oh well, what you waiting for? It's alright 'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown So, let go, yeah let go Just get in Oh, it's so amazing here It's all right 'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown
In the breakdown 'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown The breakdown
So amazing here 'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown
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| Friends Only Banner |
[Jul. 4th, 2006×03:34 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | pretty pissed off. | ] |
| [ | music |
| | "Oh, Sailor" × Fiona Apple | ] |

"Sympathy For The Martyr"
You just can't relax, And you can't rely, On anyone for anything, So you make your complaints, And all everyone's let you down, You just cant, Ever win, Convinced there's a war on, It's always everybody versus you, Convinced that your critics are watching, And you've always got something, You've always got something to prove,
So tie the noose, And raise the cross, The martyr's arrived, A desperate plea for sympathy, It's all you'll need,
A laundry list of problems, Doesn't make you interesting, And never getting help doesn't make you brave, Not listening to reason doesn't mean that you have faith, Your just cutting off your nose to spite your face,
So tie the noose, And raise the cross, The martyr's arrived, A desperate plea for sympathy, It's all you'll need!
And you want it all You want it, you want it all, You want it, you want it all, You want it, you want it all, You want it, you want it all, You want it, you want it all, You want it, you want it all, You want it, you want it all, You want it, you want it all, You want it, you want it all, You want it, you want it all.
[Straylight Run]
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