August 2010
July 2010
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Crawl / Kings of Leon
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Suspension - Mae
Lately I’m alright
and lately I’m not scared
I’ve figured out,
that what you do to me feels like
I’m floating on air.
I don’t need to know right now
all I know is I believe
in the very thing that got us here
and now I can’t leave.
Say anything, but say what you mean,
cause I’m caught in suspension.
Now,
I’m wanting this for sure
and I’ll beg for nothing more.
I’ll plan all day and drive all night
you’ll love what’s in store.
I can’t seem to stop this now
even if it’s not so clear,
and I’ll take what I can get.
If you want me here (If you want me here)
Say anything, but say what you mean.
When you whisper you want this
your eyes tell the same.
We are gaining speed
I can barely breathe.
Cause I’m caught in suspension.
It’s enough for me to get excited,
It’s enough for me to feel…Oh!
Say anything, but say what you mean.
When you whisper you want this.
Your eyes tell the same.
We are gaining speed (suspension)
I can barely breathe (Oh, please say what you mean)
I’m caught in suspension (suspension)
I’m caught in suspension.
Say (say) anything (suspension)
but say what you mean (Oh, please say what you mean)
I’m caught in suspension (suspension)
I’m caught in suspension.
We are gaining speed (suspension)
I can barely breathe (Oh, I can barely breathe)
I’m caught in suspension (suspension)
I’m caught in suspension.
Say (say) anything (suspension)
but say what you mean (Oh, I can barely breathe)
I’m caught in suspension.
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Laid - James
you’re like a disease without any cure
I am constantly waiting. Hoping. Drowning.
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Jason Mraz
Jason Mraz ft. Colbie Caillat - Lucky
Boy I hear you in my dreams
I feel your whisper across the sea
I keep you with me in my heart
You make it easier when life gets hard
Lucky I’m in love with my best friend
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Say / John Mayer
Lollipops turn into cigarettes. The innocent ones turn into sluts. Homework goes in the trash. Mobile phones are being used in class. Detention becomes suspension. Soda becomes vodka. Bikes become cars. Kisses turn into sex. Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground? When protection meant wearing a helmet? When the worst things you could get from boys were cooties? Dad’s shoulders were the highest place on earth and Mom was your hero? Your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were about who ran the fastest. War was only a card game. And the only drug you knew was cough medicine. When wearing a skirt didn’t make you a slut. The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? And we couldn’t wait to grow up?
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“Story of my life: I am so self-destructive, I turn solutions into problems. Everything I touch, I ruin. I’m Midas in reverse.”
—Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation (via suicideunderground) (via likeneelyohara)
“One day you fall for this boy. And he touches you with his fingers. And he burns holes in your skin with his mouth. And it hurts when you look at him. And it hurts when you don’t. And it feels like someone’s cut you open with a jagged piece of glass.”
—The Fragments Of Tracy (via likeneelyohara)
