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Top 25 La Dispute Songs

God DAMN I love this band
1La Dispute
Andria

So dear no matter how we part, I hold you sweetly in my head. And if I do
not miss a part of you, a part of me is dead. If I can't love you as a lover, I
will love you as a friend. And I will lay a bed before you, keep you safe until
the end.
2Eight

And I saw someone forced to walk both sides of the metaphor to learn that
the greatest cruelty is our casual blindness to the despair of others, that
there but for the grace of whatever god you subscribe to goes any of us.
3Nobody, Not Even The Rain

I swear that even with the distance slowly wearing out your name, your
hands still catch the light the right way and our hearts still beat the same.
4Such Small Hands

I think I saw you in my sleep, lover. I think I saw you in my dreams, you
were stitching up the seams on every mangled promiset that your body
couldn't keep. I think I saw you in my sleep.
5Nine

I recall once on the church steps, when I moved to kiss your chest, how we
paid such close attention to each sweet and stuttered breath. I should've
stopped to paint our picture, captured honest pure affection, just to
document the difference between attraction and connection.
6Said The King To The River

Up, M'Lady, pack your things. This place is not your home, nor was it ever.
Sever every tie. Tonight we ride, tonight we ride.
7King Park

"Can I still get into heaven if I kill myself? Can I still get into heaven if I
kill
myself? Can I ever be forgiven cause I killed that kid? It was an accident I
swear it wasn't meant for him!And if I turn it on me, if I even it out, can I
still get in or will they send me to hell? Can I still get into heaven if I kill
myself?" I left the hotel behind, don't want to know how it ends.
8How I Feel

So, I take the cards they give me, and keep my protest on the inside of my
mouth. If the best I can do ain't gonna stop what's coming, what's the
point in trying to change how the hand plays out? Don't we all just die?
9Only Everything Below

Don't believe your ears nor trust your mouth. I think that every single
feeble doubt-soaked promise of trust had a mind to leave you out in the
rain with your hands to the train tracks, pulling the ropes with your teeth.
But you're too weak and you're too tired, child, lay down, I will tear every
ghost from your dreams.
10Never Shall Lose Its Power

It hits like a brick to the back of your head. Like goodbye five times -- one
for each finger. And you say "My, my, the ways I've changed since then,the
ways i've changed." And all I ever say is "I'm tired."
11Edward Benz, 27 Times

And I sit in my apartment. I'm getting no answers. I'm finding no peace, no
release from the anger. I leave it at arms length. I'm keeping my distance
from hotels and Jesus and blood on the carpet. I'm stomaching nothing. I'm
reaching for no one. I'm leaving this city and I'm headed out to nowhere.
I carry your image, your grandfather's coffin. And Ed, if you hear me, I think
of you often. That's all I can offer. That's all that I know how to give.
12Five

There is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow
movement of the hands of a clock. People so tired, mutilated, either by love
or no love. People just are not good to each other; we are afraid. Our
educational system tells us that we can all be big winners, but it hasn't told
us about the gutters or the suicides, or the terror of one person aching in
one place, alone, untouched, and unspoken to.
13The Last Lost Continent

I felt your sickness brush against my arm. As I walked by you heard your
voice but couldn't tell that it was you. And, slowly, watched your sickness
slip away into a place that I'd once feared, but I was not afraid this time. So
I gave chase and found it, finally, slowly feeding from your head, and from
my friends, and from my family, so I grabbed it by the neck. "For every lover
you have ruined..." I dug my nails into its flesh. "...and every life that you
have taken..." slammed its head against the brick. Its blood poured out
onto the pavement. I stirred it in with dirt and spit, "...I will take a part of
you..." I made mortar from the mix, tore every organ from its body, broke its
bone and fashioned bricks. I laid the mortar in between, I made a throne
for hope to sit. "Too long you've torn us into pieces, firmly held onto our
wrists. Today I bury you in me." I swallowed every inch of it.
14Why It Scares Me

At times I've shouted out unprovoked, at the world and you, just to see if
the people around me react; sometimes I think they're all acting. At times
I'm scared that I'm acting too, like my movements or stage directions. Was
that a change in topic or a beat in a scene? Have I been taking my
emotional cues from a script I wrote at sixteen?
15Bury Your Flame

Oh we could blame it on our hands: they lifted the drink to our mouths so
we drank it. Or we could blame it on our bodies: they say we like the way
we feel when we get touched. You've got your fingers snared in my veins. I
think it's time you pulled them out. And I don't care about the flesh it'll
tear;
it isn't flesh that I'm worried about.
16St. Paul Baptist Missionary Church Blues

Ten years now standing vacant. Ten years on empty, maybe more. Once
held the faith of hundreds, soon one more cell phone store. For years they
gathered here inside the building sound and true to sing their praises to a
god that gave them hope, to carry on, to carry through.
17Fairmount

I've slept for twenty years, but i've acted strong at least. If you're leaving
again, then you're leaving again and you're gone. And i feel nothing
anymore, so just keep walking away thirty-thousand steps. I'll watch you
for every second and never feel alone.
18Damaged Goods

You had my hand in your hand, you had my lip in your teeth, you had my
heart on your sleeve, you had a chance to breathe. But boy you wouldn't
let your fear recede so I moved on. And it's too late to change your mind
now, you got scared, boy, and I got gone. Now you failed, and there's no
way to turn back time. You had your chance, boy, I tried. "You tried?" I
looked her in the eye and smiled, "My girl, you must understand that fear is
not some product that I made. It crept unwelcome in my head the day they
had her torn away. It changed me." Now at the end of everyday I lie awake
at night and wait to feel the wires of my brain get cut and quietly
rearranged, and hear my beaten heart exclaim, 'Still, I refuse to let her go.'
19Safer in the Forest - Love Song For Poor Michigan

I've been watching a slow thaw come around. I've been waiting in the cold
and hazy blue. I've been driving alone out to the edge of town. I've been
thinking too much of you.
20To Withstand The Force of Storms

Put on your bedroom face for him, all pursed lips and half-closed eyes with
pink-stained skin screaming for sleeping hands on downed dresses,
screaming for dead legs come alive, for dead legs come alive. Oh dear god,
there is no excuse for me.
21A Departure

Night fell on me writing this and I ran out of paper so I crossed the name
out at the top of the page. Not sure why I'm even writing this. But I guess
it feels right. It sort of feels like I have to - like an exorcism. I guess that
makes me sound crazy but that's alright. Lately I feel like I might be, not
that I've heard any voices or anything. Just like that everyday kind, where
you forget things you shouldn't and you think too much about death. Maybe
you know what I'm talking about. Or maybe you would have known? Or
"had known"? Is it "once knew"? I don't know what tense to use.
22Fall Down, Never Get Back Up

Out where the stones stand up like thrones beside the ocean, out where
the waves make a grave of the sea, the lovers struggled in the middle of
the tempest and water angrily crawled up onto the beach. He said, "hold
my hand and stay with me we'll be released." But the tide clung like an
anchor to her feet. And though he tried to make the water-line recede, it
pulled her out into the sea.
23The Most Beautiful Bitter Fruit

See, all the secrets I keep, why are they secrets? It's only temporary, that
fleeting feeling of warmth, just a flash before the line gets blurry, between
a longing for more than what the body wants now and what the body
wants now more than anything. Was it integrity that kept my hands to
myself or just the thought of getting too far ahead of you? Was it that I got
too tired of the consequence? Or was I just scared? I only know I never
wanted to get left behind.
24The Surgeon and The Scientist

Don't call this an art project. This is science, this is progress. And don't
pretend these are heartfelt words. We are children dressed as surgeons but
disturbed by the sight of our scars.
25Ten

And that small window closed, and I never really kept writing either, just
stared downward at the page most times or thought about it real hard.
There must be something missing in me that she's there and I'm still here
because that's messed up. But I don't feel bad about it. And somewhere
you cut me out. Fall in love to rinse your mouth. But it doesn't bother me at
all.
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