we all live and die
and all thoughts, emotions and philosophies, songs, poetry, money, just dematerialise.
PLAYLIST---XXXXXXX
GLASVEGAS - GERALDINE
THE CLIENTELE - I CAN'T SEEM TO MAKE YOU MINE
THIEVERY CORPORATION - FOCUS ON SIGHT
THE BIRD AND THE BEE - I'M A BROKEN HEART
SOUNDRE LERCHE - EVERYONE'S ROOTING FOR YOU
DATAROCK - FA FA FA
QUEEN - BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY
YEAH YEAH YEAHS - GOLD LION ACOUSTIC
JUSTICE - D.A.N.C.E DIPLO EXTENDED MIX
EXPLOSIONS IN THE SKY - YOUR HAND IN MINE
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I FIGURED
IT'S A PLACE
WHERE MY BEST FRIENDS CAN AFFORD TO STUDY
AND MAKING ME FEEL LEFT OUT(CAN'T HELP IT)
COS I HATE TO HAVE TO SUSTAIN FRIENDSHIPS LIKE THAT
IMPRESSIONS
JUDGEMENTS
OBSSESSIONS
INTOLERANCE
DELUSIONS
APPEAL
IMPULSIONS
NOTIONS TO ENOUGH TO BRING YOUR OPEN MIND TO A CLOSURE.
CONSTANT THERAPY:
FIVE DAY MORNING - THE CLIENTELE
IMPOSSIBLE GERMANY - WILCO
DRINKS WE DRANK LAST NIGHT - AZURE RAY
THE LOSS ART OF MURDER - BABYSHAMBLES
FREELY - DEVENDRA BANHART
I CAN'T SEEM TO MAKE YOU MINE - THE CLIENTELE
YOU KNOW I'M NO GOOD - AMY WINEHOUSE
THE LAST TIME HE SAW DORIE - COPELAND
TO BE ALONE WITH YOU - SUFJAN STEVENS
ARTISTS I DIG LATELY:
THIEVERY CORPORATION
A PLACE TO BURY STRANGERS
THE NATIONAL
SUEDE
I think local radio is a major letdown.
My co-workers think i'm strange cos of my electic choice of music.
I need a new job for the new year. Not getting any job satisfaction at all.
I love dressing down and i hate to have to impress people with acting cool and all
I RECKON THAT MY BAND WOULD GET TO PLAY FOR BAYBEATS 2008
PROLLY STAY SWINGING SINGLE FOR THE NEXT 365 DAYS
DIGGING QUEEN AND BOB MARLEY ALL OVER AGAIN
MORE THRASHER MORE FAVORITE WORST NIGHTMARES
COS I ONLY FRIGGN LIVE ONCE
TO KEEP RELATIONSHIPS GOING
WHEN I CAN'T EVEN TAKE MYSELF SERIOUSLY AND CONSTANTLY SUICIDAL
MUAHAHA
nlm u suck.
I'd get angry with athletic ease, break common laws in twos and threes
If I die clutching your photograph
Don't call me boring, It's just 'cause I like you
Take me on back... take me back
To the place where I could feel your heart
Is this the end or just the start of
Something really, really beautiful
Wrapped up and disguised as something really, really ugly,
Won't you...
Come by and see me, I'm a love letter away
I'd break your name before I'd say, "I really love you, love you, "
I don't care if you saw, I watched every inch of film
Flash across your Roman features,
And I loved it, loved it; I don't care if
You think I'm eager to shut your eyes, well
I'm sorry-everybody knows you can't break me with your gutter prose
Would you believe it, she sent me a letter,
The ring, it nearly weighs her down, she's got another boy, oh boy
Steady your ears... read my lips
Poetry is not a luxury, it's how I'll break this home
And when I'm really ill, won't you cradle me?
Man is not a noble animal, but maybe woman is, remember,
I heard you...
Inside your room, you said, "You never really live
Until your back's against the wall, " oh did you really mean it?
I never break my gaze, if just to see this scar remain reflected in your eyes
I think it's time to go home
GUITAR SOLO
Oh, tell me your thoughts, tell me your thoughts on liberty,
See there's a place where I sink to sleeping
Oh, my vote is as red as my blood
Will you join me for another round? I haven't had the chance to speak yet
God speed...
I break the law once every week to feel your touch,
What's a book to you in bed, Do you feel better, older?
I THRIVE ON MISERABLISM.
BECOS IT COMES TO TERMS WITH MANIC DEPRESSION AND SELF MOCKERY.
A MOCKERY
A SCENERY
INCINERATE PAIN JOVIALLY.
INEVITABLY
A MOCKERY