#devils blues

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Boxcars, The King Pin // Devils Blues Project

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Aha I love my four dummies

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music as dark as our times

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All Eyes On ME

(...) Are you feeling nervous? Are you having fun? It's almost over It's just begun Don't overthink this Look in my eye Don't be scared, don't be shy Come on in, the water's fine You say the ocean's rising like I give a shit You say the whole world's ending, honey, it already did You're not gonna slow it, Heaven knows you tried Got it? Good, now get inside We're goin' to go where everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows We're goin' to go where everybody knows Everybody knows Come on, get your fuckin' hands up Get on out of your seat All eyes on me, all eyes on me Hey, come on, get your fuckin' hands up Get on out of your seats All eyes on me, all eyes on me, yeah Heads down, pray for me Heads down now, pray for me I said get your fuckin' hands up Get up, get up I'm talkin' to you, get the fuck up (...) -Bo Burnham

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(...) “So let's not pretend like you're alone tonight (I know he's there and) You're probably hanging out and making eyes (While across the room he stares) I'll bet he gets the nerve to walk the floor And ask my girl to dance, she'll say yes Because these words were never easier for me to say Or her to second guess But I guess That I can live without you but Without you I'll be miserable And I can live without you but Without you I'll be miserable And I can live without you Oh, without you I'll be miserable at best” -Mayday Parade

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Grip

As the night time bleeds into the day Tomorrow spills across the sky And the sun's a harsh reminder why We are feeling barely human We don’t know what's good for us 'Cause if we did, we might not do it Who knows where our limits lie? We won’t discover ‘til we push it [Chorus] I should just walk away, walk away But it grips me, it grips me When I should call it a day and make my way Oh, it grips me 'Cause the devil's got my arms And it pulls me back into the night When I should just walk away, away It grips me 'Cause the devil's got my arms, ooh And it pulls me back into the night Arms, ooh And it pulls me back into the night We got drunk on this unholy wine To deliver us from our own minds The promise of a better time 'Til we're feeling barely human We don't know what’s good for us ’Cause if we did, we might not do it Who knows where our limits lie? We won't discover ‘til we push it ’Cause the devil's got my arms And it pulls me back into the night And I should just walk away, away But it grips me 'Cause the devil's got my arms, ooh And it pulls me back into the night Arms, oh And it pulls me back into the night I would rather forget and wash my memory clean Oh, I would rather forget and wash my memory clean I would rather forget (would rather forget) Wash my memory clean Oh, I would rather forget And wash my memory clean ’Cause the devil's got my arms, oh And it pulls me back into the night Arms, oh And it pulls me back into the night Woah, oh, and it pulls me back into the night -Bastille

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You found me

I found God on the corner of First and Amistad Where the west was all but won All alone, smoking his last cigarette I said, "Where you been?" He said, "Ask anything" Where were you when everything was fallin' apart? All my days were spent by the telephone That never rang and all I needed was a call That never came to the corner of First and Amistad Lost and insecure You found me, you found me Lyin' on the floor Surrounded, surrounded Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you? Just a little late You found me, you found me In the end, everyone ends up alone Losin' her, the only one who's ever known Who I am, who I'm not, and who I wanna be No way to know how long she will be next to me Lost and insecure You found me, you found me Lyin' on the floor Surrounded, surrounded Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you? Just a little late You found me, you found me Early mornin', the city breaks I've been callin' for years and years and years and years And you never left me no messages, you never sent me no letters You got some kind of nerve, takin' all I want Lost and insecure You found me, you found me Lyin' on the floor Where were you? Where were you? Lost and insecure You found me, you found me Lyin' on the floor Surrounded, surrounded Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you? Just a little late You found me, you found me Why'd you have to wait To find me? To find me -The Fray