il_pulciaio

alternative electronic folk indie indie pop rock singer-songwriter hip-hop

can't let you be, cause your beauty won't allow me
wrapped in white sheets,
like an angel from a bedtime story
and shut out what they say,
cause your friends are fucked up anyway
and when they come around,
somehow they feel up and you feel down.

When we were kids, we hated things our parents did
we listened low to Casey Kasem's radio show
that's when friends were nice,
to think of them just makes you feel nice
the smell of grass in spring
and October leaves cover everything.
Have you forgotten how to love yourself?

I can't believe all the good things that you do for me
sat back in a chair like a princess from a faraway place
nobody's nice, when you're older your heart turns to ice
and shut out what they say;
they're too dumb to mean it anyway

When we were kids, we hated things our sisters did
backyard summer pools and Christmases were beautiful
and the sentiment of coloured mirrored ornaments
and the open drapes
look out on frozen farmhouse landscapes
Have you forgotten how to love yourself?

Red House Painters Have You Forgotten

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this isn't your song
this isn't your music
how can they be wrong
when by committee they choose it all?
they choose it all
chin chin
chin chin

you're gonna grow old
you're gonna grow cold
bearing signs on the avenue
for your own personal Waterloo
you're bearing signs on the avenue
for your own personal Waterloo now

we'll fight we'll fight
we'll fight for your music halls
and dying cities
they'll fight they'll fight
they'll fight for your neural walls
and plasticities
and precious territory

this isn't our song
this isn't even a musical
I think life is too long
to be a whale in a cubicle
nails under your cuticle
chin chin

you're gonna grow old
you're gonna grow so cold
before this song can deliver you
you're bearing signs on the avenue
you're bearing signs
for your own personal Waterloo now

we'll fight we'll fight
we'll fight for your music halls
and dying cities
they'll fight they'll fight
they'll fight for your neural walls
and plasticities
and precious territory

Andrew Bird PLASTICITIES - REMIX

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don't i hold you like you want to be held
and don't i treat you like you want
and don't i love you like you want to be loved
and you're running away
and what's your name
like i'm in the way
don't i hold you like you want to be held
don't i please you like you want
and don't i love you like you want to be loved
and you're running away
and what's your name
like i'm in the way
and wasting too much time
don't i
don't i hold you like you want

Wheat Don't I Hold You

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weep for yourself, my man,
you'll never be what is in your heart
weep little lion man,
you're not as brave as you were at the start
rate yourself and rape yourself,
take all the courage you have left
wasted on fixing all the problems that you made in your own head

but it was not your fault but mine
and it was your heart on the line
i really fucked it up this time
didn't I, my dear?

tremble for yourself, my man,
you know that you have seen this all before
tremble little lion man,
you'll never settle any of your score
your grace is wasted in your face,
your boldness stands alone among the wreck
learn from your mother or else spend your days biting your own neck

but it was not your fault but mine
and it was your heart on the line
i really fucked it up this time
didn't I, my dear?

Mumford & Sons Little Lion Man