|Words That Mean Things|
i planted a poa tree in my notebook, now it's growing. and i don't know what to do.
Like all these half-read books read by well-read eyes that pretend to have read them all
|2||Sunny Day Real Estate|
See how they run, catch butterfly, trip over words with gifts and garage
The big fish eat the little ones, the big fish eat the little ones. Not my problem, give me some.
The Marshall Mathers LP
You want me to watch my mouth? How? Take my fuckin' eyeballs out and turn em around?
No Love Can Save Me
Forgive me, destiny, this world has ruined the plans you have for me
As he teetered on the edge, the waves were calling him
You know I keep your fingerprints in a pink folder in the middle of my table
We live like penguins in the desert.
None So Vile
Shriek to your heart's content, if you wish; I promise you pain and nightmares, in that sequence
Altered States of America
How can this nonsense be a tragedy, what's to feel? Fuck you for even making me have to think today.
|11||The Mars Volta|
Please dismantle all these phantom limbs, it's the evidence of humans as ornaments.
The Shape of Punk To Come
I took the first bus out of Coca-Cola city, 'cause it made me feel all nauseous and shitty
Love, Ire & Song
Well, a teacher of mine once told me that life was just a list of disappointments and defeats, and that you could only do your best. And I said "well, that's a fucking cop-out, you're just washed up and you're tired, and when I get to your age, I won't be such a coward."
Your lyrics are weak, like clock radio speakers
Prowler in the Yard
Lovely body twisted into code. Saying something profound, I'm sure. She went off like a living firework. Trauma is sexy.
|16||The Dillinger Escape Plan|
Obsessed with thoughts that deform, held on by hope too well-worn, crippled because of dreams that eclipse reality, crashing into truths we don't perceive
Thick As A Brick
We'll have Superman for president, and let Robin save the day
They say it's a sight that's quite worth seeing, it's just that everyone's interest is stronger than mine. And when they clean the streets, I'll be the only shit that's left behind.
|19||Between the Buried and Me|
A spaceman. That's what they say I am.
|20||Circle Takes the Square|
As the Roots Undo
There's nothing quite so pure as the written word, my dear, so let's have ourselves a little poem.
Wave upon wave of demented avengers march cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream
August and Everything After
And in between the moon and you, the angels get a better view of the crumbling difference between wrong and right
The Devil and God Are Raging Inside Me
Be my serene, tell me you know what I mean. You've set on me, but you are not the sun.
We Are the Romans
The worst music I've ever heard, honesty that touches a nerve
Empty Days and Sleepless Nights
An empty or a half-full glass, it all goes down the same.
I changed my motto, instead of saying "fuck tomorrow," that buck that bought a bottle could've struck the lotto
In a precious world of memories, we find ourselves confined
|28||Neutral Milk Hotel|
In the Aeroplane Over the Sea
Can't believe how strange it is to be anything at all
That whisper, your curling razor, mistakenly wound around my tongue to squeeze some fucking truth from that wicked obsession
Please remedy my confusion, and thrust me back to the day. The silence of your seclusion brings night into all you say.