For a sunrise or a sunset, you’re manic or you’re depressed. Will you ever feel ok?
For a sunrise or a sunset, your lover is an actress. Did you really think she’d stay?
For a sunrise or a sunset, your lover is an actress. Did you really think she’d stay?
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| — | Sunrise, Sunset by Bright Eyes (via its—ok—to—shine) |
Now I know that I’m blind
And that you’re all I see
And yeah I know it’s not clever
But I just want you with me
I played dead, immersed
In that technicolour kind of black and white type,
Counting one, two… seven through the roof
If my lady only knew how high I am,
I am tonight
Barcelona - Colors
So many colors in this distraction
Brown hair makes her lips more red
Words would not describe what I’m seeing
I try to hold my tongue, but it’s useless
She makes my heart scream color
Did you hear what they said?
That rock and roll is dead?
Yeah it’s like a zombie it will dig it’s self back up again
Tune in the signal but it’s fading
Some ghost strumming his guitar on the radio
Singing “oh the glory days are gone but everything’s ok cause we still love our sex and drugs just like the good ol’ days
That rock and roll is dead?
Yeah it’s like a zombie it will dig it’s self back up again
Tune in the signal but it’s fading
Some ghost strumming his guitar on the radio
Singing “oh the glory days are gone but everything’s ok cause we still love our sex and drugs just like the good ol’ days
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| — | The Limousines (via madam-of-doom) |
