06-22-2018, 08:10 AM
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⸺ song name by artist
⸺ benchwarmer by rachel faith
i wanna get things underway / shift the gears and kick the stand / no more wastin' all my days / holding my cards in my hand / the road blocks stopping me / the things i need to be to keep on moving / are tearing up my mind / and wastin' my sweet time / and i am choosing: / no more sitting out / my bench is warmer now / i'm fire / sub me in / give me my fighting chance / i'm in my ready stance / i'm tried of losing / put me on your starting team / coach, you can count on me / won't strike out on my dreams / they say time heals every wound / but there's something they don't tell / that time can cause all that pain, too / and losing time can hurt like hell / the wheels keep turning in my head / with thoughts of what i wanna be / but one day we will all be dead / and thoughts don't leave a legacy.
⸺ sick of losing soulmates by dodie
what a strange being you are, god knows where i would be / if you hadn't found me, sitting all alone in the dark / a dumb screenshot of youth / watch how a cold broken teen / will desperately lean on a superglued human of proof / what the hell would i be, without you / brave face talk so lightly, hide the truth / 'cause i'm sick of losing soulmates, so where do we begin / i can finally see, you're as fucked up as me / so how do we win? / yeah. i'm sick of losing soulmates, won't be alone again / i can finally see, you're as fucked up as me / so how do we win? / we will grow old as friends, i've promised that before / so what's more? / in our grey-haired circle, waiting for the end / time and hearts will wear us thin / so which path will you take, cause we both know a break / does exactly what it says on the tin.
⸺ street fight by smallpools
caught in a street fight / you need a lifeline / go on, and use me / i'll be your bruce lee / beaten down / from high to low / but that don't make sense to me (sense to me) / you say this town has broke your bones / but that don't make sense to me (sense to me) / you've been driving through the desert / talking to yourself / i'm supposed to make it right / so don't leave this way / you've been running with the devil / swinging at your friends / your friends / your friends / yeah, yaah, if you say you're / caught in a street fight / you need a lifeline / go on, and use me / i'll be your bruce lee / under the street lights / i'll wait a lifetime / just like the movies / i'll be your bruce lee / i'll be your bruce lee.
⸺ guts by all time low
shooting for the stars / desperately reaching / for something in the dark / pictures of memories / buried in my heart / lie awake and dream of / the endless possibilities / catch my breath and go for it / take apart / everything that's / holding me down / make a point / to pick a new direction / to make a new connection / is this what it feels like? / finding out / that i've got the guts / to say anything / feels like / breaking out / when i can / give up my reputation / finally, / i can see / honestly, i've got the guts / to say anything / bold enough to fall / flat on my face / but i walk as they crawl / slowing down / it's such a waste of / time to let go.
⸺ giving up the gun by vampire weekend
your sword's grown old and rusty / burnt beneath the rising sun / it's locked up like a trophy / forgetting all the things it's done / and though it's been a long time / you're right back where you started from / i see it in your eyes / that now you're giving up the gun / when i was 17 / i had wrists like steel / and i felt complete / and now my body fades / behind a brass charade / and i'm obsolete / but if the chance remained / to see those better days / i'd cut the cannons down / my ears are blown to bits / from all the rifle hits / but still i crave that sound / your sword's grown old and rusty / burnt beneath the rising sun / it's locked up like a trophy / forgetting all the things it's done.
⸺ brooklyn baby by lana del ray
they say i'm too young to love you / i don't know what i need / they think i don't understand / the freedom land of the seventies / i think i'm too cool to know ya / you say i'm like the ice i freeze / i'm churning out novels like / beat poetry on amphetamines / i say / i say / well, my boyfriend's in a band / he plays guitar while i sing lou reed / i've got feathers in my hair / and my jazz collection's rare / i can play most anything / i'm a brooklyn baby / i'm a brooklyn baby / they say i'm too young to love you / they say i'm too dumb to see / they judge me like a picture book / by the colors, like they forgot to read / i think we're like fire and water / i think we're like the wind and sea / you're burning up, i'm cooling down / you're up, i'm down / you're blind, i see / but i'm free / i'm free.
[a work in progress]
⸺ song name by artist
⸺ benchwarmer by rachel faith
i wanna get things underway / shift the gears and kick the stand / no more wastin' all my days / holding my cards in my hand / the road blocks stopping me / the things i need to be to keep on moving / are tearing up my mind / and wastin' my sweet time / and i am choosing: / no more sitting out / my bench is warmer now / i'm fire / sub me in / give me my fighting chance / i'm in my ready stance / i'm tried of losing / put me on your starting team / coach, you can count on me / won't strike out on my dreams / they say time heals every wound / but there's something they don't tell / that time can cause all that pain, too / and losing time can hurt like hell / the wheels keep turning in my head / with thoughts of what i wanna be / but one day we will all be dead / and thoughts don't leave a legacy.
⸺ sick of losing soulmates by dodie
what a strange being you are, god knows where i would be / if you hadn't found me, sitting all alone in the dark / a dumb screenshot of youth / watch how a cold broken teen / will desperately lean on a superglued human of proof / what the hell would i be, without you / brave face talk so lightly, hide the truth / 'cause i'm sick of losing soulmates, so where do we begin / i can finally see, you're as fucked up as me / so how do we win? / yeah. i'm sick of losing soulmates, won't be alone again / i can finally see, you're as fucked up as me / so how do we win? / we will grow old as friends, i've promised that before / so what's more? / in our grey-haired circle, waiting for the end / time and hearts will wear us thin / so which path will you take, cause we both know a break / does exactly what it says on the tin.
⸺ street fight by smallpools
caught in a street fight / you need a lifeline / go on, and use me / i'll be your bruce lee / beaten down / from high to low / but that don't make sense to me (sense to me) / you say this town has broke your bones / but that don't make sense to me (sense to me) / you've been driving through the desert / talking to yourself / i'm supposed to make it right / so don't leave this way / you've been running with the devil / swinging at your friends / your friends / your friends / yeah, yaah, if you say you're / caught in a street fight / you need a lifeline / go on, and use me / i'll be your bruce lee / under the street lights / i'll wait a lifetime / just like the movies / i'll be your bruce lee / i'll be your bruce lee.
⸺ guts by all time low
shooting for the stars / desperately reaching / for something in the dark / pictures of memories / buried in my heart / lie awake and dream of / the endless possibilities / catch my breath and go for it / take apart / everything that's / holding me down / make a point / to pick a new direction / to make a new connection / is this what it feels like? / finding out / that i've got the guts / to say anything / feels like / breaking out / when i can / give up my reputation / finally, / i can see / honestly, i've got the guts / to say anything / bold enough to fall / flat on my face / but i walk as they crawl / slowing down / it's such a waste of / time to let go.
⸺ giving up the gun by vampire weekend
your sword's grown old and rusty / burnt beneath the rising sun / it's locked up like a trophy / forgetting all the things it's done / and though it's been a long time / you're right back where you started from / i see it in your eyes / that now you're giving up the gun / when i was 17 / i had wrists like steel / and i felt complete / and now my body fades / behind a brass charade / and i'm obsolete / but if the chance remained / to see those better days / i'd cut the cannons down / my ears are blown to bits / from all the rifle hits / but still i crave that sound / your sword's grown old and rusty / burnt beneath the rising sun / it's locked up like a trophy / forgetting all the things it's done.
⸺ brooklyn baby by lana del ray
they say i'm too young to love you / i don't know what i need / they think i don't understand / the freedom land of the seventies / i think i'm too cool to know ya / you say i'm like the ice i freeze / i'm churning out novels like / beat poetry on amphetamines / i say / i say / well, my boyfriend's in a band / he plays guitar while i sing lou reed / i've got feathers in my hair / and my jazz collection's rare / i can play most anything / i'm a brooklyn baby / i'm a brooklyn baby / they say i'm too young to love you / they say i'm too dumb to see / they judge me like a picture book / by the colors, like they forgot to read / i think we're like fire and water / i think we're like the wind and sea / you're burning up, i'm cooling down / you're up, i'm down / you're blind, i see / but i'm free / i'm free.
[a work in progress]