Borne On The FM Waves Of The Heart by Against Me!
No, it's not what we meant to say.
We don’t really love each other.
What happens when the summer’s over?
How long before distance becomes a chore?
I'm approaching with great, great trepidation.
I hope you’ll understand.
Before you speak think about what you're trying to say.
Who else is there to blame for miscommunication?
You're getting caught up in the excitement.
You making promises you can’t keep.
You need to leave all your options open.
Too much momentum.
This room feels like it's going to explode.
Too many angles.
Too many factors to cover.
Waiting for signal.
You're searching for network.
You have to fight to stay in control of the situation.
Anxiety, Anxiety you give me no mercy.
Grind my teeth smooth and flat in my sleep.
We took some pills to calm us down.
Then we needed help to come back up.
Just trying to stay in control of the situation.
Too much momentum.
This room feels like it's going to explode.
Too many angles.
Too many factors to cover.
Waiting for signal.
You're searching for network.
You have to fight to stay in control of the situation.
They fall apart so easily.
Too much momentum.
This room feels like it's going to explode.
Too many angles.
Too many factors to cover.
Waiting for signal.
You're searching for network.
You have to fight to stay in control.
You have to fight to stay in control.
No, you don’t have to fight to stay in control of the situation.
His Love by Tegan Quin.
Augusten,
If I write something beautiful,
Will it squash the hurt that's living
Deep inside of you?
Augusten,
Are you just like me?
Does your hurt fade
As you write out your history?
I just wanna know how you were able
To survive so long
With a wolf at the table
Augusten,
So you were hiding in the forest
With your love still
Laid out before here
Augusten,
With that love stuck inside,
How did you ever sleep at night?
I just wanna know how you were able
To survive so long
With a wolf at the table
Augusten,
Tell me, how were you able
To control the urge to kill the wolf at the table?
His love
His love
You spoke of
Augusten,
Do you struggle for the words?
Does the right way to put it
Sometimes hurt?
Augusten,
Am I just like you?
Could I ever truly know
What I would do?
I just wanna know how you were able
To survive so long
With a wolf at the table
Augusten,
Tell me, how were you able
To control the urge to kill the wolf at the table?
His love
His love
His love
His love
His love
His love
His love
You spoke of
One, two, three, four
His love right out the door
One, two, three, four
His love right out the door
One, two, three, four
His love right out the door
His love
His love
You spoke of
His love
His love
You spoke of
His love
His love
You spoke of
Strawberry Avalanche by Owl City.
This is a world of dreams and revery
Where I felt the stars explode around me
A grass blade flashed with a gleam as it slashed open a moonbeam
And I stared back breathlessly
As mountains of fruit tumbled out I barely had the chance to shout
A strawberry avalanche crash over me
Staying awake that night was rather hard
Deep in a sleeping bag in your back yard
When we woke up buried alive
Beneath the fruity landslide
We both laughed hysterically
It could've been just another dream
But, I swear I heard you scream
A strawberry avalanche crash over me
Oh, there's a citrus constellation in the galaxy
Scratched on the back of both my eyelids
That I've been dying to see
If you were a beautiful sound in the echoes all around
Then I'd be your harmony
And we'd sing along with the crowds
Beneath the candy coated clouds
A strawberry avalanche please crash over me
This is a world of dreams and revery
Where I felt the stars explode around me
I will disguise myself as a sleeping pill
And descend inside of you
No, it's not what we meant to say.
We don’t really love each other.
What happens when the summer’s over?
How long before distance becomes a chore?
I'm approaching with great, great trepidation.
I hope you’ll understand.
Before you speak think about what you're trying to say.
Who else is there to blame for miscommunication?
You're getting caught up in the excitement.
You making promises you can’t keep.
You need to leave all your options open.
Too much momentum.
This room feels like it's going to explode.
Too many angles.
Too many factors to cover.
Waiting for signal.
You're searching for network.
You have to fight to stay in control of the situation.
Anxiety, Anxiety you give me no mercy.
Grind my teeth smooth and flat in my sleep.
We took some pills to calm us down.
Then we needed help to come back up.
Just trying to stay in control of the situation.
Too much momentum.
This room feels like it's going to explode.
Too many angles.
Too many factors to cover.
Waiting for signal.
You're searching for network.
You have to fight to stay in control of the situation.
They fall apart so easily.
Too much momentum.
This room feels like it's going to explode.
Too many angles.
Too many factors to cover.
Waiting for signal.
You're searching for network.
You have to fight to stay in control.
You have to fight to stay in control.
No, you don’t have to fight to stay in control of the situation.
His Love by Tegan Quin.
Augusten,
If I write something beautiful,
Will it squash the hurt that's living
Deep inside of you?
Augusten,
Are you just like me?
Does your hurt fade
As you write out your history?
I just wanna know how you were able
To survive so long
With a wolf at the table
Augusten,
So you were hiding in the forest
With your love still
Laid out before here
Augusten,
With that love stuck inside,
How did you ever sleep at night?
I just wanna know how you were able
To survive so long
With a wolf at the table
Augusten,
Tell me, how were you able
To control the urge to kill the wolf at the table?
His love
His love
You spoke of
Augusten,
Do you struggle for the words?
Does the right way to put it
Sometimes hurt?
Augusten,
Am I just like you?
Could I ever truly know
What I would do?
I just wanna know how you were able
To survive so long
With a wolf at the table
Augusten,
Tell me, how were you able
To control the urge to kill the wolf at the table?
His love
His love
His love
His love
His love
His love
His love
You spoke of
One, two, three, four
His love right out the door
One, two, three, four
His love right out the door
One, two, three, four
His love right out the door
His love
His love
You spoke of
His love
His love
You spoke of
His love
His love
You spoke of
Strawberry Avalanche by Owl City.
This is a world of dreams and revery
Where I felt the stars explode around me
A grass blade flashed with a gleam as it slashed open a moonbeam
And I stared back breathlessly
As mountains of fruit tumbled out I barely had the chance to shout
A strawberry avalanche crash over me
Staying awake that night was rather hard
Deep in a sleeping bag in your back yard
When we woke up buried alive
Beneath the fruity landslide
We both laughed hysterically
It could've been just another dream
But, I swear I heard you scream
A strawberry avalanche crash over me
Oh, there's a citrus constellation in the galaxy
Scratched on the back of both my eyelids
That I've been dying to see
If you were a beautiful sound in the echoes all around
Then I'd be your harmony
And we'd sing along with the crowds
Beneath the candy coated clouds
A strawberry avalanche please crash over me
This is a world of dreams and revery
Where I felt the stars explode around me
I will disguise myself as a sleeping pill
And descend inside of you
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