wayward mixes; Round 15

May 22, 2013 13:40

Fandom: X-Men First Class
Subject: one week of a really bad break-up that shapes the future of a hero and a villain basically the whole movie
Title: Stacked Against Them
Warning/Note: Spoilers for end of XMFC.









X-Men First Class taking place in the 60s, is a prequel to the rest of the X-Men movies. It tells the story of how Professor X and Magneto met, united to save the world, and then split up over fundamental differences. Now one is a hero and one is a villian. :(

8tracks


fascinating new thing ♠ semisonic
I'm surprised that you've never been told before
That you're lovely and you're perfect
And that somebody wants you
Fascinating new thing
wayfaring stranger ♣ neko case
A-traveling thru this world below
But there's no sickness, toil, or danger
In that bright land to which I go
I'm going there to see my mother


will there be enough water ♦ the dead weather
And when I set sail
Will there be enough wind?
Just because you caught me,
Does that make it a sin?
follow you down to the red oak tree ♥ james vincent mcmorrow
names get carved in the red oak tree
of the ones who stay and the ones who leave
i will wait for you there with these cindered bones
so follow me follow me down


dear friends and gentle hearts ♠ american steel
We all turn our face
From this ugly place
Who’ll keep a fight with this endless night?
It makes me think
Ain’t it the gentlest hearts that take up the drink?
a thousand faces ♣ creed
Tell me which is you
Eerily time made no change
Pointing fingers, laying blame
Lying over and over and over and over



renegades of funk ♦ rage against the machine
Planet earth kept going through changes
And then the Renaissance came and times continued to change
Nothing stayed the same but there were always renegades
Like Chief Sitting Bull, Tom Paine
Dr. Martin Luther King, Malcolm X
They were renegades of their time and age
something’s gone awry ♥ alela diane
Something's gone awry
The night is much colder
My chest is still older
And love wont pirate my heart


after the bombs ♠ the decemberists
We meet in the streets
Will we meet in the bar's cold light?
We grip at our hands
We hold just a little tight

fanmix, x-men

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