which of your mikasa would act like this 😮💨😮💨 https://x.com/postsanadearmas/status/1697691792660107354?s=46&t=nYNaTQEzxuAzi7R8NF3wiw
CHEATING AU MIKASA, THAT'S FOR SURE
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which of your mikasa would act like this 😮💨😮💨 https://x.com/postsanadearmas/status/1697691792660107354?s=46&t=nYNaTQEzxuAzi7R8NF3wiw
CHEATING AU MIKASA, THAT'S FOR SURE
✨lyric video visuals✨
folklore lyrics that speak to my soul:
cardigan:
but i knew you
dancin' in your levi's
drunk under a streetlight
but i knew you'd linger like a tattoo kiss
i knew you'd haunt all of my what-ifs
the smell of smoke would hang around this long
'cause i knew everything when i was young
i knew i'd curse you for the longest time
chasing shadows in the grocery line
i knew you'd miss me once the thrill expired
and you'd be standin' in my front porch light
and i knew you'd come back to me
the 1:
hey, yeah-yeah
persist and resist the temptation to ask you
if one thing had been different
would everything be different today?
the lakes:
take me to the lakes, where all the poets went to die
i don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you
those windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry
i'm settin' off, but not without my muse
a red rose grew up out of ice frozen ground
with no one around to tweet it
while i bathe in cliffside pools with my calamitous love
and insurmountable grief
exile:
you're not my homeland anymore
so what am i defendin' now?
like you'd get your knuckles bloody for me
second, third, and hundredth chances
balancin' on breaking branches
those eyes add insult to injury
i'm not your problem anymore
so who am i offending now?
invisible string:
time, mystical time
cuttin' me open, then healin' me fine
were there clues i didn't see?
peace:
and you know that i'd
swing with you for the fences
sit with you in the trenches
my tears ricochet:
i didn't have it in myself to go with grace
'cause when i'd fight, you used to tell me i was brave
and if i'm dead to you why are you at the wake?
this is me trying:
i had the shiniest wheels, now they're rusting
i didn't know if you'd care if i came back
i have a lot of regrets about that
they told me all of my cages were mental
so i got wasted like all my potential
and my words shoot to kill when I'm mad
i have a lot of regrets about that
i was so ahead of the curve,
the curve became a sphere
fell behind all my classmates and i ended up here
pourin' out my heart to a stranger
and it's hard to be at a party
when i feel like an open wound
it's hard to be anywhere these days
when all i want is you
hoax:
stood on the cliffside
screaming, "give me a reason"
your faithless love's the only hoax
i believe in
betty:
i was walking home on broken cobblestones
just thinking of you when she pulled up
like a figment of my worst intentions
she said "james, get in, let's drive"
those days turned into nights
slept next to her but
i dreamt of you all summer long
epiphany:
crawling up the beaches now
sir, i think he's bleedin' out
and some things you just can't speak about
something med school did not cover
someone's daughter
someone's mother
holds your hand through plastic now
doc, i think she's crashin' out
and some things you just can't speak about
mad woman:
every time you call me crazy
i get more crazy
what about that?
and when you say i seem angry,
i get more angry
illicit affairs:
take the words for what they are
a dwindling, mercurial high
a drug that only worked
the first few hundred times
and you wanna scream
don't call me kid
don't call me baby
look at this godforsaken mess that you made me
you showed me colors you know
i can't see with anyone else
don't call me kid
don't call me baby
look at this idiotic fool that you made me
you taught me a secret language
i can't speak with anyone else
august:
but i can see us
lost in the memory
august slipped away into a moment in time
'cause it was never mine
and i can see us twisted in bedsheets
august sipped away
like a bottle of wine
'cause you were never mine, mine
seven:
and i've been meaning to tell you
i think your house is haunted
your dad is always mad and that must be why
and i think you should come live with
me and we can be pirates
then you won't have to cry
or hide in the closet
and just like a folk song
our love will be passed on
mirrorball:
hush
when no one is around, my dear
you'll find me on my tallest tiptoes
spinning in my highest heels, love
shining just for you
and they called off the circus
burned the disco down
when they sent home the horses
and the rodeo clowns
i'm still on that tightrope
i'm still trying everything to get you laughing at me
the last great american dynasty:
fifty years is a long time
holiday house sat quietly on that beach
free of women with madness
their men and bad habits,
and then it was bought by me
(i know they're not in order i'm sorry)
folklore is amazing but i also still hold Lover near and dear to my heart
& clandestine meetings & longing stares. . . .
“I’m the mess that you wanted” vs “Look at this godforsaken mess that you made me.”
Me after listening to “folklore” for the first time:
@taylorswift @taylornation 🤍✨
And u wanna scream cry-