but it CERTAINLY AINT YOUTH NO MORE
this CERTAINLY AINT YOUTH!!!

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but it CERTAINLY AINT YOUTH NO MORE
this CERTAINLY AINT YOUTH!!!
My vision is fading, it's blurry, there are fingerprints all over the sun. I'm glad to be alive but I'm wonderin' if maybe I had too much caffeine....
favorite lc! song and whyyyy
i feel like it changes from time to time depending on my mood or if a certain song is stuck in my head. but i think allez les blues is my all-time favorite still. sticking by it. it's my most listened to track for a reason, i suppose.
as for the whyyyy... i am terrible at being introspective (or whatever) about my interests when given the chance to talk about them. it's awful. but i dunno, i like the lyrics. i like the vocals, especially kim's (i believe it's kim singing, yes?). i like the instrumentals. it makes my ears happy.
also, to me, i feel like there's something inherently petty about the song. i love the attitude behind it.
'oh would you let me rest in your flesh rolls / lay my langour in the calm of your shade / sink into its dark until i lose my hands in front of my face' makes me feel every single emotion !!!!!!!!
If I'm entirely honest this line changed something in me when I first heard it and I don't think it can be reversed
IM GLAD TO BE LOVED BUT IM LONELY, AND I! FEEL! LIKE! IM! THE! ONLY! ONE!!
i wanna shrink to a size to be coddled 'tween the cobble stones for you to grow to a height to drape a shadow over all of us oh would you let me rest in your flesh rolls? lay my languor in the calm of your shade? sink into its dark until i lose my hands in front of my face
los campesinos!, hung empty
me, 10pm: IIIIIII’M HUNG EMPTYYYY, ALL NIGHT, ALL AFTERRRRNOOOOOONNNN