女王蜂『鬼百合』
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女王蜂『鬼百合』
女王蜂 |『DANCE DANCE DANCE』(Full Ver.)
BROCKHAMPTON - SWEET
Carissa’s Wierd // Ignorant Piece of Shit
I like the way you roll your eyes right before you fall down
Song of the Day #13: So Sad, So Sad by VARSITY
“i could never walk away, walk away. i could never make you stay.”
Well no one’s gonna fix it for us, no one can.
You say that no one’s gonna listen, no one understands.
So there’s no open doors, and there’s no way to get though,
there’s no other witnesses, just us two.
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Sergei Rachmaninoff, Op. 21, No. 5, Сирень - “Lilacs” (1902)
I don’t know who the singer is and it’s been torturing me for years now. If anyone could tell me, I would be eternally grateful.
Ultravox ! : I Want To Be A Machine 1977
Especia | Kirameki Seaside (Vinyl Extended)
「きらめきシーサイド; Glitter Seaside」
From Especia 1st Vinyl Record “Taste of Spice” (2013)
Composed and arranged by Schtein&Longer Lyrics by UKO
Ah まぶしさに とけこんでくあなたとの愛 “Ah, our love melts in the radiance.” Uh 夢のような 夜に導いてく in your heart “Ooh, this dream-like night leads me into your heart.”
BiSH | HUG ME
Your taste for literature did not come from your father, who read little, but from your mother, who taught it. You wondered how, being so different, they could have formed a union; but you noted that in you there was a mixture of the violence of the one and the gentleness of the other. Your father exerted his violence on others. Your mother was sympathetic to the suffering of others. One day you directed the violence you had inherited toward yourself. You dished it out like your father and you took it like your mother
I’m thinking in black and white I’m thinking it’s worth the fight
“You’re sca-e-ya-yared, sca-e-ya-yared.”