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ITT: Lyrics that hit you right in the feels
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>So go fetch a bottle of fum dear friends
>and fill up my glass to the rim
>for i'm not the man I used to be
>now I'm one of them
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>You wanted to leave

literally a kekold song
>Yfw the following is literally the feel theme song of 4chin.

>If I have the space of half a day,
>I'm ashamed of half the things I say.
>I'm ashamed to have turned out this way,
>and I desire to make amends.

>But it don't make no difference, now,
>and no-one's listening, anyhow,
>and lists of sins and solemn vows
>don't make you any friends.

>There's an old trick played,
>when the light and the wine conspire
>to make me think I'm fine.
>I'm not, but I have got half a mind
>to maybe get there, yet.
> And outside, a homeless man asks me for change and I,
> I look him straight in his eyes.
> He starts to apologize.

> Tells me god's got a plan for me and that it'll be alright.
> I didn't know that I looked that pathetic.
ayy daniel johnston

Listen up and I'll tell a story

About an artist growing old

Some would try for fame and glory

Others aren't so bold
Everyone, and friends and family

Saying, "Hey! Get a job!"

"Why do you only do that only?

Why are you so odd?

We don't really like what you do.

We don't think anyone ever will.

It's a problem that you have,

And this problem's made you ill."
The artist walks alone

Someone says behind his back,

"He's got his gall to call himself that!

He doesn't even know where he's at!"

The artist walks among the flowers

Appreciating the sun

He does this all his waking hours

But is it really so wrong?
They sit in front of their TV

Saying, "Hey! This is fun!"

And they laugh at the artist

Saying, "He doesn't know how to have fun."

The best things in life are truly free

Singing birds and laughing bees

"You've got me wrong", says he.

"The sun don't shine in your TV"
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>Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head. (x8)

>Ski-bi dibby dib yo da dub dub
>Yo da dub dub
>Ski-bi dibby dib yo da dub dub
>Yo da dub dub
>(I'm the Scatman)
>Ski-bi dibby dib yo da dub dub
>Yo da dub dub
>Ski-bi dibby dib yo da dub dub
>Yo da dub dub
>She hopes I'm cursed forever
>to sleep on a twin-sized mattress
>in somebody's attic or basement my whole life
>never graduating up in size to add another
>and my nightmares will have nightmares every night
All my life, though some have changed
Some forever, not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life, I've loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life, I love you more

Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life, I love you more
In my life-- I love you more
>When you punish a person for dreaming their dreams
>Don't expect them to thank or forgive you
>All this machinery making modern music can still be open-hearted.
>Not so coldly charted it's really just a question of your honesty,
>Yeah! Your honesty
>One likes to believe in the freedom of music
>But glittering prizes and endless compromises shatter the illusion of integrity
but i never loved thee
>Wish you were here
>Fade to Black
>Tonight, Tonight
>Cause I'm praying for rain
>And I'm praying for tidal waves
>I wanna see the ground give way.
>I wanna watch it all go down.
>Mom, please flush it all away.
>I wanna see it go right in and down.
>I wanna watch it go right in.
>Watch you flush it all away.
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>Above me rises the blanket of night
>A canvas lit by a million fires
>But whose flames are small and far
>I shall never reach their glowing warmth

>They look upon me with rejection
>They bring no peace to my mind
>There is no comfort in such a dark void
>There's only grief in their funerals...
>From the astral sphere
cry yourself to ash
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Slip through the ether
Sip the ether
Sip the ether
Slipstreams of memories slipping away
Slipstreams of memories slipping away
> So pour me another drink, for a daughter I'll never meet, a wife who don't love me, and this cold cup of coffee
> So pour me another drink, and I'll count my blessings, got a half tank of gas left, and this bottle ain't empty
What are they gonna do when the lights go down, without you to guide them all to Zion? What are they gonna do when the river's overrun, Other than tremble incessantly? High is the way but our eyes are upon the ground. You were the light and the way that they'll only read about. I only pray heaven knows when to lift you out. Ten thousand days in the fire is long enough you're going home.
>There are hounds between the pylons...
>Guardians of disciples
>Hounds between the pylons...
>Guardians of disciples

>Fire of the mind...
>Agitates the atmosphere
>Fire of the mind...
>Agitates the atmosphere
Memories of Fitzrovia slipping away...
Into ether...
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>Please tell mom this is not her fault
They're the ultimate pleb band but god that hit me somewhere tender.
>Sometimes it's hard to do the right thing
>When the pressure's coming down like lightning
>It's like they want me to be perfect
>When they don't even know that I'm hurting
>Because life's not easy
>I'm not made out of steel
>Don't forget that I'm human
>Don't forget that I'm real
>Act like you know me
>But you never will
>But there's one thing that I know for sure
>I'll show you
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>grave digger
>when you dig me a grave
>won't you make it shallow
>so I can feel the rain
>I will buy us an an acre of some land in the city
>we could live there together or I'll live alone less happy
>but I'll live
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>Saw you
>went home
>drank myself silly in the basement alone
>and the spiders were showing off
>their sense of humor on the ceiling
>spinning letters together
>"I'll keep you safe"
just fuck my shit up f.a.m
> I'm tried of livng
> and I'm scared of dying
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when i was growing up, i was the smartest kid i knew, but maybe that was just because i didn't know that many kids, all i know is now i feel the opposite
>the best thing that you hever had
>the best thing that you hever had... has gone away

And the way the next chorus with "d-d-on't "
So hey, Andy, let’s turn into dirty old men
Close down the bar every night at the Glen Rock Inn
Talk about our grandkids as we stroke our grey beards
Funny we’re still doing carbombs after of these years
And I know there are bicycles waiting to ride
But I could swear I heard voices from the other side
Saying, “Wait until you see the whites of their eyes”
So now that I’m older, I look back and say, “What the fuck was it for anyway?”
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You tell me that I'm not your type,
But still you call me late at night
Every time he picks a fight.
After all he's said and all he's done-

The combination of this video and lyrics always seem to hit me hard, even though they're perhaps not strictly relevant to my case

>girl i love
>hang out loads as friends
>never plucked up courage to ask her out
>think she knew i truly did love her
>she ends up going out with another guy anyway
>she has history mental illness/problems
>committed suicide a few months ago
>feel like had i just intervened i could have helped her more
>should have just told her i love her

He seems to have moved on fine already which kind of angers/upsets me more.

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Memory Tapes - Green Knight
>Baby you know it's like I'm sleeping
>I feel so close to you now
>And even though I'll never hold you
>I can watch the ones who will
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>So whyyyyy don't you looove me back!?!?!?
>What have I become, my sweetest friend
>Everyone I know, goes away, in the end.
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>Please give me a second face
>I've fallen far down
>The first time around
>Now I just sit on the ground in your way
>bottle of fum
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>And I found the notes you left behind
>Little hints and helpless cries
>Desperate wishing to be over

>You said “remember me for me
>I need to set my spirit free”
The liner notes booklet in the Black One CD contains a poem that describes a nightmarish eternal doom at length followed by 13 blank black pages, makes for an all-enveloping feeling of hopelessness and insignificance when read with a good level of immersion with the album playing loudly. Pretty evocative honestly.
>I went to a space party
>alone again
That song gets me so hard
Didn't think that sentence through
All of the lyrics for I just wasn't made for these times by the beach boys
"the world's got me dizzy again, you think after 22 years I'd get used to the spin,
and it only gets worse if I stay in one place, so I'm always pacing around or walking away"
doesn't /mu/ hate bright eyes
Fuck that entire album has lyrics that hit you hard
In fact, Your Deep Rest is a song full of feels, especially the first chorus.
>What’s that note you’re writing there?
>Why are you giving me this back?
>This was a gift from when we met back when you weren’t so upset.
Not particularly lyrics but the instrumental section in Modern Baseball's The Old Gospel Choir. Fucking every time
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Honorable Mention:

Who cares?

I'm Wide Awake is a fantastic album.
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>I'm the fury in your head
>I'm the fury in your bed
>I'm the ghost in the back of your head
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>This is a call of arms to live and love and sleep together
>We could flood the streets with love or light or heat whatever
>Lock the parents out, cut a rug, twist and shout

My piece of shit ex slept with her cousin because she didn't feel "love" when she was with me. I broke up with her after she confessed that shit and never looked back.
Easiest choice ever. Chloe was a shit. Awesome song, though. It's been on repeat in my playlists ever since.
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>i will take pills
>and when i do
>i will call you
>cause i don’t like myself
>but i can’t be someone else
>and i don’t like you
>you don’t like me too
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>It isn't real, but it feels real
>It isn't real, but it feels real
>Once there was a path and a girl with chestnut hair,
>and you passed the summers picking all of the berries that grew there;
>there were times she was a woman,oh, there were times she was just a child,
>and you held her in the shadows where the raspberries grow wild.
>And you climbed the twilight mountains and you sang about the view,
>and everywhere that you wandered love seemed to go along with you.
>That's a hard one to remember, yes it makes you clench your fist.
>And then the veins stand out like highways, all along your wrist.
>And yes it's come to this, it's come to this,
>and wasn't it a long way down,
>wasn't it a strange way down?
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An ambulance can only
go so fast
It's easy to get buried
in the past
When you try to make
a good thing last
>easiest choice ever
not for me :(
Chloe is my waifu...
Ugh hold me this is it
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>So she takes her pills, careful and round/ One of these days she's gonna throw the whole bottle down
>They say people never change but that's bullshit, they doooooooo
Pat knows how to do it
So gimmie a guiness, gimmie a keystone light, gimmie a kegger on a Friday night, gimmie anything but another year in exile
>tfw you gotta drink to have fun
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>Alone in a crowd of people, I whisper "I'm lonely"
>Nobody notices, nobody cares, nobody's there
>I'm alone, always alone, alone the whole time
>Will I keep walking, even though it's so painful?

>Why am I here, baby
>Why am I alive... it's painful

>Hey, someone save me
>Hey, what should I do?
>I don't know why I was born anymore
>Hey, notice me
>Hey, just one person in the world will do
>Just you

>This disappointing life, far off from what I want it to be
>The way I'm going, I don’t know what lies ahead, I can't walk it alone
>I’ve become an adult, it scares me, and I want to cry
>I know all that, that's why I feel so empty, but

>I surely can’t see the person I want to see, we can't become one
>This feeling won't reach you either, ah

>Hey, someone save me
>Hey, what should I do?
>I don't know why I was born anymore
>Hey, notice me
>Hey, just one person in the world will do
>Just you

>This sad life of mine
>What should I want, what should I hope for?
>I'm here
>Alone, cry
>Why is there sadness?
>Why do I long for happiness?
>Why do I get anxious?
>Hey, why am I alive?

>People can't live alone
>So please, I’m begging you, don't leave me alone
>Hey, please need me, love me
>By the time my tears dry, surely the morning will come again
>I'm alive
>we were falling out if love
>he carves his name in that old brass bell
>so when it rings he can hear it in hell
>one last look to that western sky
>one last wish he could have changed his life
>"i aint no wicked man"
>he let his feet slip from under him, unwanted
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>Time comes and goes
>All of the while
>Still think
>Of you
>Some things last a long time
>They say like father like son
>Is that the reason that every time a person loves me I find it hard to love them back?
>No one makes me free like you make me
>I speak my mind; I'm honest and I'm cruel
>I lay out my cards:
>I'm a joke
>I'm a fool
>But the beast
>In me
>Sleeps oh so peacefully...


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>so lonely trying to be yours
>when you're looking for so much more
absolutely sadening
>You still believe in me
I treat her so mean I don't deserve what I have
And I think that she'll forgive just by making her laugh
But she knows me
She knows me too well
Knows me so well
That she can tell
I really love her
>A candy colored clown they call the Sandman
>Tiptoes to my room every night
>Just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper, "Go to sleep, everything is alright"

>I close my eyes
>And I drift away
>Into the magic night, I softly say
>A silent prayer, like dreamers do
>Then I fall asleep to dream, my dreams of you

>In dreams
>I walk with you
>In dreams
>I talk to you
>In dreams you're mine all the time
>We're together in dreams
>In dreams
>tfw she doesn't know when to call you baby and when to call you daddy
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>Take this bottle
>And just walk away - the both of you
>And let me feel the pain - I've done to you
>I want a cup that overflows with love, although
>it's not enough to fill my heart
>I want a barrel full of love, although
>I know it's not enough to fill my heart

>I want a river full of love, but then
>I know, the holes will still remain
>I need an ocean full of love
>although, I know
>the holes will still remain

Fuark, that song always makes me feel, but it made me cry for the first time the other day.

>and you could have it all
>my empire of dirt
>I will let you down
>I will make you hurt
I am too connected to you to
Slip away, to fade away.
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me,
And considerately killing me.
I don't mind
I don't mind
I was just about to say that
>Oh, you don't understand who they thought I was supposed to be
>Look at me now I'm a man who won't let himself be

>I'd like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied
And "The Blackbird" broke the silence
As you whistled it so sweet
And in Brendan Behan's footsteps
I danced up and down the street

Then we said goodnight to Broadway
Giving it our best regards
Tipped our hats to Mister Cohan
Dear old Times Square's favorite bard

Then we raised a glass to JFK
And a dozen more besides
When I got back to my empty room
I suppose I must have cried

>tfw I'm a child of diaspora
>And I done struggled for my whole life
>Seeing my moma layed up with a different nigga everynight
>And when you see me you can spot a crook
>Cause I'm going through her motherfuckin pocket book
>I'm going out to get my papes
>Cause she don't give a fuck about me anyway
>And my daddy's doing two terms
>And all she ever does is sit around and get served
>My mommy never hugs me

>I'm callin deuce my family, cause these niggas say they love me

God damn.
>two in my heart has left me a while
>i stand alone when we get back, it wont feel the same

Later on in the song...

>Wishing the clock would stand still
>the world can wait
>wating away once again
>once lived as friends

>How can I convince you it's me I don't like?
>Facing heartache with hard work
Last night I saw Lester Maddox on a TV show
With some smart ass New York Jew
And the Jew laughed at Lester Maddox
And the audience laughed at Lester Maddox too
Well he may be a fool but he's our fool
If they think they're better than him they're wrong
So I went to the park and I took some paper along
And that's where I made this song

We talk real funny down here
We drink too much and we laugh too loud
We're too dumb to make it in no Northern town
And we're keepin' the niggers down

We got no necked oilmen from Texas
And good ol' boys from Tennessee
And colleges men from LSU
Went in dumb, come out dumb too
Hustlin' 'round Atlanta in their alligator shoes
Gettin' drunk every weekend at the barbecues
And they're keepin' the niggers down

We are rednecks, we're rednecks
We don't know our ass
From a hole in the ground
We're rednecks, we're rednecks
And we're keeping the niggers down

Now your northern niggers a negro
You see he's got his dignity
Down here we're too ignorant to realize
That the North has set the nigger free

Yes he's free to be put in a cage
In Harlem in New York City
And he's free to be put in a cage
On the South Side of Chicago
And the West Side
And he's free to be put in a cage
In Hough in Cleveland
And he's free to be put in a cage
In East St. Louis
And he's free to be put in a cage
In Fillmore in San Francisco
And he's free to be put in a cage
In Roxbury in Boston
They're gatherin' 'em up from miles around
Keepin' the niggers down

We're rednecks, we're rednecks
We don't know our ass
From a hole in the ground
We're rednecks, we're rednecks
We're keeping the niggers down
We are keeping the niggers down
>I'm just like everybody else is
>ashamed of sleep
>I lie when a phone call wakes me
Despair will hold a place in my heart
A bigger one than you do, do, do
And I will always be nicer to the cat
Than I am to you, you, you

I was straight disappointed that they didn't play any Eskimo Snow shit when I saw them a couple of years back. I guess Yoni was butthurt about pitchfork or something.
I felt like the stuff from Yoni and Anna, was particularly heart wrenching (Law and Order). It was fucked up to see the counterpoint to Yoni's harping on his "ex girlfriend". Points to relationships failing/people blaming the partner, when they both sucked in reality.

Sobering to say the least.
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>baking soda
>I got baking soda
>everthing's okay and it sounds good to me
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>On a thousands islands in the sea
>I see a thousand people just like me
Lifting the mask from a local clown
Feeling down like him.
Seeing the light in a station bar and
Traveling far in sin.

Sailing downstairs to the northern line
Watching the shine of the shoes.
Hearing the trials of the people there...
Who's to care if they lose?
Across the morning sky, all the birds are leaving
How can they know that it's time to go
Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming
I do not count the time

Who knows where time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?

Sad deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving
Ah, but then you know it's time for them to go
But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving
I do not count the time

For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?

And I am not alone while my love is near me
I know it will be so until it's time to go
So come the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again
I have no fear of time

For who knows how my love grows?
And who knows where the time goes?
Old man, times are changing so fast.
Your past loves are far gone and your thoughts on life have slowed down.
The bottle is all that you've got now.
But I can see myself in those bloodshot eyes, and you were right.
We all need to find our own ways to sleep at night.
Anyway, I can make mistakes all on my own.
I don't need your life to map out how self-pity,
and regret swallowed you up whole.
All I need is for you to know,
is that it isn't you that keeps me up at night.
Im pretty sure that song is by stone temple pilots
I don’t wanna talk ‘cause you
don’t understand.
This wasn’t for anyone,
I just wanted something that
wasn’t prepackaged, and
that wasn’t preplanned
and now my only plan that is
damn sure to happen
Is slowly decaying on
a shelf filled with millionaires
saving the future in
a sweet fucking press release,
gloating on pedestals.
You can’t make a change
unless you’re there bragging,
unless you’re a dick about
something that’s pure to you.
always gets fucked.

Pretty much everything by Bomb The Music Industry desu
>jeff pls come back
I don't see the difference between chasing ghosts in dreams and chasing dreams in life
>Why wouldn't I be tryin
>to figure it out?
>Is that all you can say?
>Is that I got to try?
>Everyone tells me that
>Everyone tells me not to quit
>I can't even see it
>to fight it
>But it looks like I'm not trying?
>I don't know what it looks like
>I don't care what it looks like
i smashed myself to pieces
i am gonna fuck myself up
i'm sifting through the ashes
oh what i have become
i gave myself away now i'm nothing
i let it slip away now i'm nothing
all that i can do is break myself in two
i fucked it all away now i'm nothing
wave wave wave wave goodbye
wave wave wave wave goodbye
steeped in luxury
fine-tuned until you can’t
even find the right key
drunk on liberties
taken for the sake of feeling that you’re free.
you feed your soul with sound
that you found lying around
on the air and underground
never believing that you’d be found
to one day sing your own song
to one day say what’s right from what’s wrong
and it might not be wrong
it might not be long
before a black train’s gonna come
and take away all of your wild grace in being young
judgment will be done
upon the wicked way of life that you have sung
you’ve been wrapped up in this world
‘til you're its little baby pearl
now you’re caught in a pleasure trip whirlpool
but the whole thing’s gonna unfurl and fool you
you’re gonna have to sing your own song
you’re gonna have to say what’s right from what’s wrong
and it might not be long
no it might not be long.
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Come on, beautiful, we'll go sit on the front lawn
We'll watch the fireflies as the sun goes down
They don't live too long, just a flash and then they're gone
We'll laugh at them and watch the sun go down

You're so pretty, baby
You're the prettiest thing I know
You're so pretty, baby
Where did you go?

Tell my why you don't sleep anymore?
Tell me what you sit up all night waiting for?
Are you waiting for loneliness to paralyze?
Are you waiting for Sister Midnight to unleash the tide?

You're so pretty, baby
You're the prettiest thing I know
You're so pretty, baby
Where did you go?

Finish the prayer that started as a kiss
The overwhelming dream of happiness
I'll give you all of my good luck
For the overwhelming dream that's killing us

You're so pretty, baby
You're the prettiest thing I know
You're so pretty, baby
Where did you go?

Come on, we'll go sit on the front lawn
I'll hold you in my arms and we're gone
Here and gone, firefly
>some people say, that God is long dead
>but I felt something inside you, with my head to your chest
I chase my beer with someone else's beer.
I don't go slow and steady.
I walk through streets of downtowns
I've never been too aching to get shitty.

Gross. I don't grow. I don't grow. I'm so gross.

She asks me questions hoping to reach the sickness, easy, slow n' steady.
I smile politely only offering and empty I'm soooo sorrrrry.

Gross. I don't grow. I don't grow. I'm so gross.

My desires are to be smothered 'til I can fall asleep.
My desires are to pack my days so I don't have to think.
Get me fuzzy, crush my body, slam my bones into the sea, gather remnants, build me better so I don't constantly breeeeaaaaak.

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Jeff never left us bro

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Everything is exactly right
When I walk around here drunk every night
With an open container from 7-11
In St. Ides Heaven
I've been out haunting the neighborhood
And everybody can see I'm no good
When I'm walking out between parked cars
With my head full of stars
High on amphetamines
The moon is a light bulb breaking
It'll go around with anyone
But it won't come down for anyone
You think you know what brings me down
That I want those things you could never allow
You see me smile and you think it's a frown turned upside-down
He's not like the
The other boys around here
He's says nothing and sits in his room
And he's afraid to drive a car
So sad he is
And he's afraid to drive a car
So sad he is
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Actually this has some good lyrics.

Like in Dream House, the conversation at the end:

>I'm dying
>Is it blissfull
>It's like a dream
>I want to dream
>Because I thought it might scare you
>To see me under the ice
>Make you remember you cared for me
>What would you do if I died?
>Would you fly out for my funeral?
>Get too drunk at my wake?
>Would you make a scene then?
>Climb in and try to resuscitate me?
ASOB too. New Jeff is great, but I wish I could have seen ASOB or BTMI live
>Sing me to sleep
>Sing me to sleep
>And then leave me alone
>Don't try to wake me in the morning
>Cause I will be gone
>Don't feel bad for me
>I want you to know
>Deep in the cell of my heart
>I will feel so glad to go
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>I breathed your name into the air; I etched your name into me
>I felt my anger swelling; I swam into its sea
>I held your name inside my heart, but it got buried in my fear
>It tore the wiring of my brain; I did my best to keep it clear
>So, dear, no matter how we part, I hold you sweetly in my head
>And if I do not miss a part of you, a part of me is dead
>If I can't love you as a lover, I will love you as a friend
>And I will lay a bed before you; keep you safe until the end
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>I know I should’ve moved on ages ago, been happy already
>But it’s never been that easy for me
>Or maybe it was me that made it so hard

>I know I’ve only ever tried a handful of times
>To sever this thing torturing me
>It never got me anywhere, with anyone
>No friendship or hobby, no lover’s bed worked

>But looking back I maybe never tried hard enough
>And it is my fault

>Maybe I never tried at all
>Tell me what your worst fears are. I bet they look a lot like mine
>Tell me what you think about when you can’t fall asleep at night
>Tell me that you’re struggling. Tell me that you’re scared. No
>Tell me that you’re terrified of life
>Tell me that it’s difficult to not think of death sometimes
>Tell me how you lost. Tell me how he left. Tell me how she left
>Tell me how you lost everything that you had
>Tell me that it ain’t ever coming back
>Tell me about God. Tell me about love
>Tell me that it’s all of the above
>Say you think of everything in fear
>I bet you’re not the only one does

>Everyone in the world comes at some point to suffering
>I wonder when I will. I wonder
>Everyone is out searching for someone or something
>I wonder what I’ll find. I wonder

get's me every time
>watching my life, passing right in front of my eyes
>hell of a story
>or is it boring?
>passing out pieces of me
>dont you know nothing comes free
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I wish you never had to go
>Wish you could meet my wife, wish you could see my life
>But you had to see the light
>Wish I had you one more day
>Wish I had tomorrow that's your birthday
>We can sip gin, straight get fade
>We can ride old schools through the trey
>One thing I know for sure
>I never was a friend to you
>You know when to know me
>And you know when to be through
>You call the shots
>It's safe to bet that I regret that I
>Never took the time to get to know you

>Silence bothers some
>But it's all that I can do
>I never really thought about
>Just what I put you through
>I'll be around to cover ground
>I left behind 'cause I
>Never took the time to get to know you

>The only thing I have to say for myself
>I never really learned to deal with life
>'Cause it's got a funny way of
>Digging deep inside you until you feel so lost
>Going too far - you can't stop
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
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>It's not hard to grow
When you know that you're just don't know
this whole album is a feel fest.
Hey Charley I'm pregnant
Living on 9th Street
Right above a dirty bookstore
Off Euclid Avenue
I stopped taking dope
And I quit drinking whiskey
And my old man plays the trombone
And works out at the track

He says that he loves me
Even though its not his baby
He says that he'll raise him up
Like he would his own son
He gave me a ring
That was worn by his mother
And he takes me out dancin'
Every Saturday night

Hey Charley I think about you
Every time I pass a fillin' station
On account of all the grease
You used to wear in your hair
I still have that record
Of Little Anthony and The Imperials
But someone stole my record player
How do ya like that?

Hey Charley I almost went crazy
After Mario got busted
I went back to Omaha
To live with my folks
Everyone I used to know
Was either dead or in prison
So I came back to Minneapolis
This time I think I'm gonna stay

Hey Charley I think I'm happy
For the first time since my accident
I wish I had all the money
That we used to spend on dope
I'd buy me a used car lot
And I wouldn't sell any of 'em
I'd just drive a different car every day
Dependin' on how I feel

Hey Charley, for chrissakes
Do you want to know the truth of it?
I don't have a husband
He don't play the trombone
I need to borrow money
To pay this lawyer
And Charley, hey
I'll be eligible for parole
Come Valentine's Day
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>I just don't accept this anymore
>If I have the space of half a day,
>I'm ashamed of half the things I say.
>I'm ashamed to have turned out this way,
>and I desire to make amends.

>But it don't make no difference, now,
>and no-one's listening, anyhow,
>and lists of sins and solemn vows
>don't make you any friends.

Shit why does Joanna get me so much. Divers was v emotional in general for me Tbh
>things i thought might come true, they never do

>they never do
>We're not numbers we're free,we're so alive
>Cause the day we give in is the day we die
Damn. I never got to listen to the full song, since my version of Blue Valentine skips a lot
>I just need a whole lot of drugs in my system
>I just tried acid for the first time, I feel good
muh nigga
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There's no use in me a-cryin'
I've done everything
And now I'm sick of trying
I've thrown away my nights
Wasted all my days over you

Now you go your way baby and I'll go mine
Now and forever 'till the end of time
And I'll find somebody new and baby
We'll say we're through
And you won't matter any more
>things don't last too long

>but when they do they last too long

Calling out from feelslaaaand
I'm calling out from feelsland's world
Seven whole years, seven whole years
It was supposed to end with our grandkids
Luckily for me I'm used to being cut short
But I'm such a nice guy, why Lord?
Why Lori?
Why'd you have to take her from me?
Guess you needed your angel face for all of heaven to see
Your picture still on my mirror and it's so scary
I swear I still ain't looked at your obituary
So now I'm so doped up I think I'm flying
I hope the spliff will never finish
I guess the Mayans wasn't lying
2012 my world ended
You used to say that I could see the future
You was wrong, cause you was in it
And I was just with you the day before
You said you loved me, I said I loved you more
And as much I wanna cower and bid the mic adieu
And fall off a fucking tower tryna find you
I gotta stay cause I remember that day I looked you in the face and told you nothing can stop me
Not even you
Stick to the plan
I'll meet you at our spot
If reincarnation is true and we don't get too lost
Even if you forget me and everything you left behind
I never lied
I love you in a place where there's no space and time
I close my eyes and I can still hear you singing loud
We never got to tell them who The Love Religion was about
I ain't finna stage a cry in this rhyme
Sincerely yours
I live to let you
You are still here
You are still happy
You are still smiling and laughing
You are still the only thing and everything I need in my life
>After she died,
>in our hearts we did believe
>that her favourite color
>was probaby green
>We were both young when I first saw you
>I close my eyes and the flashbacks start up
>I'm standing there
>On a balcony in summer air
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>You were in love
>I'm pretty sure of that
>But somehow you fell oooooooouuuuuuuuuut
>And in my dreams you're alive and you're crying
>As your mouth moves in mine, soft and sweet
>Rings of flowers 'round your eyes and I'll love you
>For the rest of your life when you're ready
>and if i die before your album drop, I hope-
That song was a feels fest, probably one of Kendrick's best songs.
>Oh the complicated mess of sex and love
>When you give that first stinger, you're the one who gets stung
>And when you lose control and how good it feels to cum
>And when you pant like a dog getting into someone
>So I prayed for what I thought were angels, ended up being ambulances

Every time it kills me inside
>If you must die, sweetheart
>Die knowing your life was my life's best part

Kills me everytime
>tell me, tell me, miranda
>where do you see yourself tomorrow
>do you worry each wednesday
>when the week is almost over
>where will you sleep
>where you will sleep
>your sanctuary's misery in may
>but still i insist on cutting my tongue off

>you've been standing outside of my apartment
>with your mouth open wide and I haven't heard enough of it
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