Fever Dream: An Itachi/Anko FST
Because I've always wanted to do this.
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Romance
[instrumental]
Bulls Make Money, Bears Make Money, Pigs Get Slaughtered
And there she was
Reflecting so brightly the warmth that she installs
And there she was
We were infinite for a moment
Lie to Me
So lie to me once again and tell me everything will be all right
Lie to me once again and ask yourself before we say goodbye
Well, goodbye
Was it worth it in the end?
Hallelujah
It's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not someone who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
Left With Alibis and Lying Eyes
There's no compromise.
So remember this.
Your hands are lies.
It's too late for riffs.
We'll go home and close the door,
then pull the sheets up to our heads and sleep.
And there isn't a thing that they can do.
The Take Over, The Break's Over
They say your head can be a prison.
Then these are just conjugal visits.
People will dissect us till,
This doesn't mean a thing anymore.
Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.
Northern Downpour
And then she said she can't believe
Genius only comes along in storms of fabled foreign tongues
Tripping eyes and flooded lungs
Northern downpour sends its love
Mockingbird Song
It's a question of keeping the ghosts out of view
Though it's all just a game if the legend is true
You're a Cain without Abel, a knight without dawn
But I know you're a child, it's a mask you put on
So I'm writing this letter to say nothing's wrong
I'm forgetting the words to your mockingbird song
Fix You
And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?
37mm
Do you fall too?
(everytime that I)
Yes, I fall.
(everytime that I)
Do you want to,
(try to pacify)
Fall into me
(fall into me)
(fall into me)
Into me.
We are no one.
We are no one.
We are one.
We are no one.
We are--
Kill All Your Friends
'Cause we are all a bunch of liars
Tell me baby, who do you wanna be?
And we are all about to sell it
'Cause it's tragic with a capital T
Let it be,
Let it be, let it be.