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ᴍᴀᴛsᴜɴᴏ sʜɪᴛᴛʏᴍᴀᴛsᴜ (松野 カラ松) ([personal profile] glitterpants) wrote2016-04-20 12:51 am

( VISUALOSITIES / MUSIC. )

Rat Salad ( Instrumental ) — Black Sabbath

Lonely Boy — The Black Keys
Well I'm so above you,
And it's plain to see,
But I came to love you anyway,
So you tore my heart out,
And I don't mind bleeding,
Any old time to keep me waiting,
Waiting, waiting

Get Me Some — Weezer
I've got to get me some,
I've got to live my life,
I've got a heart that beats,
And nobody else has time,
They ain't gonna keep me down,
Cause I've got to reach the top

Kiss Off — Violent Femmes
You can all just kiss off into the air,
Behind my back I can see them stare,
They'll hurt me bad but I won't mind,
They'll hurt me bad they do it all the time,
Yeah, yeah, they do it all the time, yeah, yeah
.

The Loneliness and the Scream — Frightened Rabbit
Am I here? Of course I am, yes,
All I need is your hand,
to drag me out again,
it wasn't me,
I didn't dig this ditch,
I was walking for weeks,
before I fell in
to the loneliness
oh, the loneliness
and the scream to prove
to everyone
that I exist.


I Am Not a Robot — Marina and the Diamonds
You've been acting awful tough lately,
Smoking a lot of cigarettes lately,
but inside you're just a little baby,
It's okay to say you've got a weak spot
You don't always have to be on top
Better to be hated than loved, loved, loved for what you're not.


All These Things That I've Done — The Killers
I wanna stand up, I wanna let go
You know, you know; no, you don't, you don't
I wanna shine on in the hearts of man
I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand
Another head aches, another heart breaks
I'm so much older than I can't take
And my affection, well, it comes and goes
I need direction to perfection, no, no, no, no..


Suck It and See — Arctic Monkeys
Suck it and see, you never know,
Sit next to me before I go,
Jigsaw women with hollow movie blue shoes,
Be cruel to me 'cause I'm a fool for you,
I poured my aching heart into a pop song,
I couldn't get the hang of poetry,
That's not a skirt, girl, that's a sawn-off shotgun,
And I can only hope you've got it aimed at me.