kathy ❤︎

she/her, 19 ✧ a bunch of songs i like! ✧ @kathysmusic is my other music blog. ✧ search for "katssongs on tumblr" on spotify to find the playlist for every song i post here.

[katssongs]

somewhat disturbing is the sound of birds singing when you know you don't deserve it you are not here today and I feel just like an empty eggshell, and my yoke is heavy my yoke is heavy

[katssongs]

oh, I wish I was better at being alone still every night, I call you on the phone oh, I wish I was more than my skin and my bone

[katssongs]

op wie zal ik lijken

een dode lijkt soms wel te lachen

maar dan als een ander

misschien wel als iemand

die hij wilde zijn

[katssongs]

outside my window, battersea skyline

tie-dye sky-fall, highest in evening

satellite sunset, the moment is fleeting

couded by a carpet of cotton wool creeping

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been loving this song lately!

[katssongs]

might as well quit my life and justify moving on

[katssongs]

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baby, don't touch me, i'm made of chalk

fine pink lace and faceless effigy

and it scares me

to think that nobody

looks at me that way

[katssongs]

some days i will frown and some days i will drown

in the things that feel bigger than my being

and ill get triggered and retreat, my brain gets flooded with anxiety

and thought i was stronger than this

[katssongs]

[katssongs]

Give me darkness when I'm dreaming

Give me moonlight when I'm leaving

Give me shoes that weren't made for standing

Give me tree-line, give me big sky, get me snow-bound, give me rain clouds give me a bed time just sometimes

[katssongs]

Baby, could you play along with me

Baby, would that be alright with you

And when we find out what's wrong with me

Could you tell me how I'm right for you

[katssongs]

But the film is a saddening bore

'Cause she written it ten times or more

It's about to be writ again

As I ask you to focus on

[katssongs]

[katssongs]

I never really thought of you

I never really thought that you could

Livin' in the deepest parts of my head

What's the point of beating hearts

If we're dead, dead, dead

You're inside my brain

All the things you said, said, said,

I look into your mind-

But all I see is red, red, red, (red, red, red)