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YOU ARE THE REASON
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if i look back, i am lost

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car seat headrest + the body
weightlifters // bodys // cute thing // itâs only sex // famous prophets (mind) //Â the ballad of the costa concordia
Car Seat Headrest - Beast monster Thing (Love Isnât Love Enough)
when will toledo said âmy soul yearns for a fugitive from the laws of natureâ and when he said âthen iâd put my arms around you and say âthank god that i found youâ i kept my mouth shut and hoped that this would happen to meâ and when he said âin the sky there is a place where itâs warm, and youâre there and iâve got the power now yeah i know what to do to make you feel something besides pain âcause itâs the love that weâve come to expect, to deserveâ and when he said âyou wake up trembling from a dream where i swam into the river, i reach out and hold you in my arms, i love you, i love you, i love youâ
Fiona Apple
1999 // 2020
come to the conclusion that be my baby is the only song ever made. thank you for listening.Â
Even if I stop wanting you, A perspective pushes true, Iâll be some next manâs other woman soon, I shouldnât play myself again, I should just be my own best friend, Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men
Sufjan Stevens | Chicago (Acoustic)
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Ugh that part in Piano Man that goes âand they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar and say, âman what are you doing here?ââ and you realize that this omniscient speaker who observes the bar (the piano man) is just as trapped as all of its patrons and everyone is collectively aware of their depressing situation but nothing is changed. And perhaps we, the listener, are not as far separated from this bar as weâd like to believe. La la la didi da indeed, Mr. Joel.
In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade / And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down / And cut him âtil he cried out in his anger and his shame, âI am leaving, I am leaving.â But the fighter still remains
every time i havent listened to bodys by car seat headrest in a few days im like bodys cant be THAT good and then i listen to it again and it is. it Is that good.
Jesus Was A Crossmaker - Judee Sill
Album: Live In London (The BBC Recordings 1972-1973)
On a bad day, it can feel like thereâs nothing new in the world to discover. All the good books have been read, all the good movies seen, all the good songs listened to a million times until theyâve lost all appeal. And then, all of a sudden, you hear a Judee Sill song, and you realize that itâs been there since the 70s, just hanging around, waiting for you to find it. And the world holds promise once more! (Huzzah!)
can someone who hasnât seen community try to explain this. literally any of it. can someone who hasnât seen community try to explain a single thing thatâs happening in this video
Sister Winter | Sufjan Stevens
But my heart is Returned to sister winter But my heart is As cold as ice
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my cheeks were reflecting the longest wavelength my fan was folded up and grazing my forehead and i kept touching my neck to guide your eye to where i wanted you to kiss me when we find some time aloneÂ