"But when I'm crying on the bathroom floor
Tearing off the dress I wore, I wonder
If I could ever ask for more
If I'm ever gonna ask for more from a lover"
I just had a Dalí-esque dream with the elephants and all of that it was so weird, but anyways it reminded me gotye's Eyes Wide Open music video so of course I decided to listen to it again smh
My heart is telling me the telly isn't telling me anything
I need but it needs to keep you selling me
Beside celebrities lacking in integrity
Holding up the status quo instead of showing your kids
That they matter, who're you gonna batter next?
Just keep hold of their necks and keep selling them sex
It’s better if we keep them perplexed
It's better if we make them want the opposite sex
Disenfranchised young criminal minds
In a car park beside where your nan resides
Are not slow, they've just never been shown
That you should...
We're all human, we're just like you man
We're sentient or something or other
I can't remember, whatever
We shouldn't have people afloat
If it was safer on the ground, we wouldn't be on a boat
Charlatan telepathy, exploiting insecurity, and preying on the purity
Of grief and its simplicity but I know that maybe I'm too skeptical
Even Guy Debord needed spectacles, you see
I'm the Greek economy of cashing intellectual cheques
And I'm trying to progress, but instead of selling sex...
And I think I should be...
I am forever in alongside the boys in jumpers on bikes
From schools and cars with autumn leaves
Fallen sparse across the mid-afternoon
She blazed about how "cultural language is an operating system,
a simple interface
rendered feeble and listless when tested with
Divinity or a true understanding of the human condition"
I never did understand
The duality of art and reality
Living life and treating it as such
There's a certain disconnect to touch
that cajoles at the artist with comfort and abandon
Between the spires and the
rolling roofs of the white city
that orange English light
cast only one, singular shadow
For you are not beside but within me.
Yeah, you should be loving someone
Oh, oh, loving someone
Oh, oh...
If there was ever a song that made me want to learn an instrument.
Hell, if there was ever a musician that would make me wanna pick up an instrument, well here she is.
It just makes me wanna dance and move
Mama don’t cry
I was once your little baby boy
So full of love and light
By the time I turned 25
I was lost among the pavement
Lower than the basement
And I couldn’t stand to smile
I thought of taking my own life
But mama don’t cry
I found songs among the tragic
Hung my hat on sadness
Mom, I think they’re trying to keep the grand romantic in me
Now that we got bottom lines
But mom, I think I’m ready to free this grand romantic in me
They go "I hate to say I told you so"
But they love to say "they told me"
Say they say they told me,
Say they say they told meee,
Say they say they told meeeee.
Throw me into the fire,
Throw me in, pull me out again.
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