love, let my nightmares turn into dreams
love, let the angels into my sleep
love, let the spirit fly out of me
love, let my love inside go free
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love, let my nightmares turn into dreams
love, let the angels into my sleep
love, let the spirit fly out of me
love, let my love inside go free
you canât get to them unless you get through me
you fuck with them, you fuck with me
#hozier is lesbian
he completely changed the feel of it how magical
But I crumble completely when you cry It seems like once again youâve had to greet me with goodbye
(for rachel ily)
Mother Mother - âReaper Manâ
I want you so bad I canât stand the man that I am.
Man Man - Spooky Jookie
âHer fingers burn when she folds them to pray
That hunt for love ainât cut like the holes in her duvet
She aint too certain that her psyche can take
Another season of hunters pretending to spare their preyâ
Mother Mother - Hay Loft
Problems - Mother Mother
You and me, weâre not the same I am a sinner, you are a saint When we get to the pearly gates Youâll get the green light Iâll get the old door in the face
Take my lungs, take them and run Take my tongue, go have some fun And take the ears, take them and disappear Take my joints, take them for points Take my teeth, tear through my cheeks And take the nose go and dispose Oh would you go dispose, just go dispose
I wake up, look in the mirror Something stares back at me and shivers What if Iâll look like this fool forever? What if Iâll look like this fool forever?Â
i was blessed with legs so i could walk away from everything i promised i'd work harder to retain i was blessed with lips so i could mouth these lies and trick you into thinking i could keep you by my side and i understand the consequence of living in my head and i understand the selfishness of wishing i was dead and i comprehend your feelings but yr not the only one who ultimately in the end will hate what i've become i was blessed with legs so i could run away from everything i love the most and worked hard to obtain i was blessed with lips so i could sing this song to convince myself it's not my fault and it would've happened all along
The old lady on my bus took one long look at me and huffed One long sigh of disapproval while she ate her apple strudel My tattoos did quite offend her my haircut enough to send her Off the deep end for a lecture to tell me how it affects her âYouâll regret those when yr olderâ and at that time if Iâd felt bolder Iâd respond And youâll regret being so rude and ignorant You donât have to make me feel bad just because I make you feel mad And I wonât partake in your debate, to hear about those things you hate Old lady you donât know me and you certainly donât owe me An ounce of yr minds interior to make me feel inferior Iâve done nothing to upset you only wish I hadnât met you On this bus, cuz canât you see I just wanna get from A to B I donât wanna see you look down yr nose From the top of my head to the bottom of my toes And listen to yr snide remarks snappinâ yr mouth like a great white shark And I wanna stop and shake her, in the hope that itâll make her Take note and mental clearance of judging people by appearance Cuz looks can be deceiving and it kinda leaves me reeling To know that she thinks less of me due to ignorance and bigotry And Iâm definitely not ageist but being mean can be contagious So when I open my mouth to say, âsheâs just an old bitch,â Thatâs not okay But if she didnât act like one I wouldnât have to say I met this stupid old woman as I was on my way To play a gig in London just the other day And I donât want to upset her Cuz maybe she had dementia Or some other illness old folk get Am I being ageist yet? Frustration has made me forget the example I was supposed to set That when someone says something mean itâs best to keep yr conscience clean Smile and nod, repel the hate, you donât have to retaliate That old ladyâs probably lonely and plus she doesnât even know me And tonight when she goes to bed I wonder what runs through her head Did she make a positive impression or think she was teaching me a lesson Or maybe should would feel real sad knowing that she made me feel bad Or maybe she takes pleasure, in the measure of her rudeness And if thatâs true so be it and when sheâs mean I guess she means it Regardless of the outcome all I want to say Is what the hell is an apple strudel, anyway?
just like she said it's my last try this time i swear that i won't die i've done this stage it's not that hard boss fight's a joke when the jump to get there's the hardest part when you press start it tricks my pixel heart into thinking you give a shit but i know that you don't you press ESC and i know it's too late no 1-up will save us now and i know that it won't and oh i should know that my princess is another castle and oh i won't go on a quest to remind me i'm alone caring for you is kind of like a 1 player game with no co-op in sight i got KO'd it's my last life but in this game called love you don't get another try
oh i locked myself away and i'm on the brink of learning how to think without your words protruding through my skull, with one brief pull they fell like bullet-wounded birds in flight with no more chance to fight than if my eyes were gouged and my hands bound it made me sad to think that if i had a gun i'd shoot them instead this story's getting old it's old it's old, the final curtain call i wish i'd kept my mouth shut oh it's all my fault, the final curtain call i wish i'd kept it shut oh a habit i can't kick and it makes me sick to think i think too much about such things as how yr friends perceive or if i'm naive to not know already what they think so i know it's for the best i lay to rest
oh i locked myself away and i'm on the brink of learning how to think without your words protruding through my skull with one brief pull they fell like bullet wounded birds in flight with no more chance to fight than if my eyes were gouged and my hands bound it made me sad to think that if i had a gun i'd shoot them instead this story's getting old it's old it's old the final curtain call i wish i'd kept my mouth shut oh it's all my fault the final curtain call i wish i'd kept it shut oh a habit i can't kick and it makes me sick to think i think too much about such things as how yr friends perceive or if i'm naive to not know already what they'll think so i know it's for the best i lay to rest these thoughts within my brain that cause me pain goodbye don't cry but if you don't i'll be wondering why