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Yo, we did this in remembrance of Faces from the past we no longer have an image of Carrying coldblooded hearts that never been for love Brothers keep going for theirs, but never get enough
DID YOU THINK I DIDNT SEE YOU THERE WERE FLASHING LIGHTS AT LEAST I HAD THE DECENCY TO KEEP MY NIGHTS OUT OF SIGHT ONLY RUMORS ABOUT MY HIPS AND THIGHS AND MY WHISPERED SIGHS OH LORD
Post by Fitter Happier on Nov 9, 2023 12:32:57 GMT -5
You don't know how little you matter Until you're all alone In the middle of Arkansas With a little rock left in that glass dick Used to date a blonde You used to hit it raw 'Cause she was, and you are madly involved, madly involved
Post by Fitter Happier on May 2, 2024 13:33:41 GMT -5
God bless the daylight, the sugary smell of springtime Remembering when you were mine in a still suburban town When every Thursday I'd brave those mountain passes And you'd skip your early classes, and we'd learn how our bodies worked
God damn the black night, with all its foul temptations I've become what I always hated when I was with you then We looked like giants in the back of my grey subcompact Fumbling to make contact as the others slept inside
When I'm with you, it doesn't matter where we are Or what we're doing, I'm with you, that's all that matters Time passes much too quickly when we're together laughing I wish I could sing it to you, oh no I wish I could sing it to you
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh (Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh)
(Knowing that’s inspired by seeing Richie Havens makes it better).
Post by Fitter Happier on Jun 15, 2024 7:33:24 GMT -5
I will take good care of you I will take good care of you Everything you feel is good If you would only let you I will wash your hair at night And dry it off with care I will see your body bare And still I will live here
So stay with me Hold my hand There's no need To be brave
And all the quiet nights you bear Seal them up with care No one needs to know they're there For I will hold them for you
Cause' all I ever wanted is here All I ever wanted All I want is Always you It's always you
And we're not out of the tunnel I bet you though there's an end
Stay with me Hold my hand There's no need To be brave
And while you sleep I'll be scared So by the time you wake I'll be brave I'll be brave I'll be brave
Post by 3post1jack1 on Jun 18, 2024 9:39:23 GMT -5
It's nice to be liked but it's better by far to get paid I know that most of the friends that I have don't really see it that way But if you could give 'em each one wish, how much do you wanna bet? They'd wish success for themselves and their friends And that would include lots of money
-Liz Phair "Shitloads of Money"
sorry if i already posted this but this chorus is elite
Post by Fitter Happier on Jun 26, 2024 9:16:22 GMT -5
I lose my grip, I drive out far Past fireworks at the old trailer park And folding chairs, American flags Selling tomatoes at five bucks a bag When she was young, she kept to herself Now she regrets sending me straight to Hell She kissed my cheek, she touched my skin She said "You're just as stupid as I was back then" If I burn out like a light bulb They'll say "She wasn't meant for that life" They'll put it all in a capsule and save it for a dark night When we were kids, free as the air With a violence craving to turn up somewhere A tap dancer, a memorized number An avalanche of the deep red clay earth When it got bad, Arkadelphia Road I couldn't cry, I just pick up the load And feign a strength, try to force your hand But you leave a promise wherever it may land If you get real close to the ending I hope you know I did what I could We try to give it all meaning Glorify the grain of the wood Tell ourselves what's beautiful and good I hold on tight, come in from far I watch the baby run around the yard Get lonely for what I'll never know Losing the thread of a story, overtold If we luck out, free as the air With an unrest craving to spill everywhere We'll weigh what's good and get real old Keep driving straight searching for a heart of gold If we make pleasant conversation Hope you can't see what's burning in me To see a slip as a failure A balance I couldn't keep You count the rings for truth you'll never cheat
I lose my grip, I drive out far Past fireworks at the old trailer park And folding chairs, American flags Selling tomatoes at five bucks a bag When she was young, she kept to herself Now she regrets sending me straight to Hell She kissed my cheek, she touched my skin She said "You're just as stupid as I was back then" If I burn out like a light bulb They'll say "She wasn't meant for that life" They'll put it all in a capsule and save it for a dark night When we were kids, free as the air With a violence craving to turn up somewhere A tap dancer, a memorized number An avalanche of the deep red clay earth When it got bad, Arkadelphia Road I couldn't cry, I just pick up the load And feign a strength, try to force your hand But you leave a promise wherever it may land If you get real close to the ending I hope you know I did what I could We try to give it all meaning Glorify the grain of the wood Tell ourselves what's beautiful and good I hold on tight, come in from far I watch the baby run around the yard Get lonely for what I'll never know Losing the thread of a story, overtold If we luck out, free as the air With an unrest craving to spill everywhere We'll weigh what's good and get real old Keep driving straight searching for a heart of gold If we make pleasant conversation Hope you can't see what's burning in me To see a slip as a failure A balance I couldn't keep You count the rings for truth you'll never cheat
I lose my grip, I drive out far Past fireworks at the old trailer park And folding chairs, American flags Selling tomatoes at five bucks a bag When she was young, she kept to herself Now she regrets sending me straight to Hell She kissed my cheek, she touched my skin She said "You're just as stupid as I was back then" If I burn out like a light bulb They'll say "She wasn't meant for that life" They'll put it all in a capsule and save it for a dark night When we were kids, free as the air With a violence craving to turn up somewhere A tap dancer, a memorized number An avalanche of the deep red clay earth When it got bad, Arkadelphia Road I couldn't cry, I just pick up the load And feign a strength, try to force your hand But you leave a promise wherever it may land If you get real close to the ending I hope you know I did what I could We try to give it all meaning Glorify the grain of the wood Tell ourselves what's beautiful and good I hold on tight, come in from far I watch the baby run around the yard Get lonely for what I'll never know Losing the thread of a story, overtold If we luck out, free as the air With an unrest craving to spill everywhere We'll weigh what's good and get real old Keep driving straight searching for a heart of gold If we make pleasant conversation Hope you can't see what's burning in me To see a slip as a failure A balance I couldn't keep You count the rings for truth you'll never cheat
If you can't tell a priest. 'Cause it's so deep you don't think that you can speak about it to anyone. Can you tell it to your heart? Can you find it in your heart? To let go of these feelings like a bell to a southerly wind? We could be like two strings beating, speaking in sympathy, What would we do without you?
Post by 3post1jack1 on Aug 29, 2024 12:45:37 GMT -5
Are my ribbons tied? Is my hair in place? Have I got a cute expression on my face? And my shoes all shined I'll try to keep in line When I'm dancing in the show tonight
Does my shuffle step really look so good? Am I doing it the way you think I should? Would it be amiss if I blew a kiss When I'm dancing in the show tonight?
Showtime now is getting nearer And I'm getting scared Wish I could see in the mirror If I'm all prepared
First, you take a step then You point your toe Hope I know it like I did a week ago Am I standing straight? I can hardly wait To be dancing in the show tonight
Showtime now is getting nearer And I'm getting scared Wish I could see in the mirror If I'm all prepared
First, you take a step then You point your toe Hope I know it like I did a week ago Am I standing straight? I can hardly wait To be dancing in the show tonight
