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Yay! Teenage angst has overcome my friends. This should be an interesting week (espcially with no hiking.)
We're going to die like this, you know: Miserable and old. (Taking Back Sunday)
I can't imagine all the people that you know, and the places that go when the lights are turned down low. And I don't understand all the things you've seen, but I'm slipping in between you and your big dreams. It's always you and my big dreams. And you tell me that it's over; I wake up lying in a patch of four leaf clovers. (Something Corporate)
I feel so mad; I feel so angry. Feel so careless, so lost and confused again. I feel so cheap, so used and unfaithful. Let's start over. (Boxcar Racer)
If it makes you less sad, I'll move out of this state. You can keep to yourself, I'll keep out of your way. If it makes you less sad, I'll take your pictures all down. Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out. (Brand New)
My kind is your kind; I'll stay the same. (Yeah Yeah Yeahs)
I'll be the waterwings that save you if you start drowning in an open tap when your judgement's on the brink. I'll be the phonograph that plays your favorite albums back as your lying there, drifting off to sleep. I'll be the platform shoes; undo what heredity's done to you. You won't have to strain to look into my eyes. I'll be your wintercoat; buttoned, zipped straight to the throat with the collar up, so you don't catch cold. (The Postal Service)
I've seen a child; he's caught in the sad trap of gravity. He falls from the lowest branch of the apple tree and lands in the grass and weeps for his dignity. Next time he will not aim so high. Next time neither will I. (Bright Eyes)
When you're left with only a bullet, I'll bring the trigger and a promise to pull it. I'll be the end of everyone who's ever entered your life and taken pieces out of it. I'll give you enough time to regain your composure; to reconstruct a heart that's torn apart from overexposure. I know forever isn't long enough to forget the faces and places that played out your tragedy. (Boys Night Out)
You're the only good thing; a sun came. (Sufjan Stevens)
We're going to die like this, you know: Miserable and old. (Taking Back Sunday)
I can't imagine all the people that you know, and the places that go when the lights are turned down low. And I don't understand all the things you've seen, but I'm slipping in between you and your big dreams. It's always you and my big dreams. And you tell me that it's over; I wake up lying in a patch of four leaf clovers. (Something Corporate)
I feel so mad; I feel so angry. Feel so careless, so lost and confused again. I feel so cheap, so used and unfaithful. Let's start over. (Boxcar Racer)
If it makes you less sad, I'll move out of this state. You can keep to yourself, I'll keep out of your way. If it makes you less sad, I'll take your pictures all down. Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out. (Brand New)
My kind is your kind; I'll stay the same. (Yeah Yeah Yeahs)
I'll be the waterwings that save you if you start drowning in an open tap when your judgement's on the brink. I'll be the phonograph that plays your favorite albums back as your lying there, drifting off to sleep. I'll be the platform shoes; undo what heredity's done to you. You won't have to strain to look into my eyes. I'll be your wintercoat; buttoned, zipped straight to the throat with the collar up, so you don't catch cold. (The Postal Service)
I've seen a child; he's caught in the sad trap of gravity. He falls from the lowest branch of the apple tree and lands in the grass and weeps for his dignity. Next time he will not aim so high. Next time neither will I. (Bright Eyes)
When you're left with only a bullet, I'll bring the trigger and a promise to pull it. I'll be the end of everyone who's ever entered your life and taken pieces out of it. I'll give you enough time to regain your composure; to reconstruct a heart that's torn apart from overexposure. I know forever isn't long enough to forget the faces and places that played out your tragedy. (Boys Night Out)
You're the only good thing; a sun came. (Sufjan Stevens)