New Terrain
Soft sheets
What's this about?
Inside your mahogany cyprus
As long as we're me and you
We should not lose terrain
Wild and young, we got seasick
On your seven
Get off cheap
That sits with her
And the warmth of it splatters
We all can wring her neck
First we gain new terrain
Mew
Courtship dating
How good it feels for me
You smell great disease
Cause we’re young
Fell in from the stars
When your skin is shead
And a pile of your heads
Now then, ill look so smart
Stove burns on my hands
Show them to my friends
Make you participate
Eyes roll back around
When skulls hit the ground
Visions of the hosiery
Im suppose to interfere
Im coming from your fears
When they wander into their cage
Sew their arms and thighs
And their rubber covered eyes
Their skin will never age
Make you participate
Crystal Castles
Inget mer behöver sägas.
alltid förberedd för storm.
Jag kan tänka tills det knappt finns nått kvar.
Jag har känslor utan uppehåll.
Jag har förlorat en tävling,
men vunnit ett vad.
har bestämt att stå helt utanför det där som jag blir ledsen av.
Jag saknar dig mindre och mindre.
Det kommer annat mellan och det är bra
Jag saknar dig mindre och mindre
Jag har glömt dig en vacker dag
När jag träffar gamla vänner
har jag ingenting att säga dem.
Dem ställer för många frågor
och jag, jag bidrar inte med nått.
Och jag kan ångra det lilla jag säger
eller dra ett allvarligt skämt.
jag tycker mig höra mig vad dem tänker; "är hon sådär jämnt?"
Jag kan sitta själv i parken tills solen ändrat färgen i mitt hår.
Jag kan offra allt jag har för ingenting.
Spider's web
If it's the white man's racism that made him that way?
Because the bully is the victim they say.
By some sense they're all the same.
I could tell you to go to war,
Or I could march for peace and fighting no more.
How do I know which is right?
And I hope he does when he sends you to fight.
The line between wrong and right
Is the width of a thread from a spider's web.
The piano keys are black and white,
But they sound like a million colours in your mind.
Should we act on our blame?
Or should we chase the moments away?
Should we live,
Should we give?
Remember forever the guns and the feathers in time
cause the line between wrong and right
Is the width of a thread from a spider's web
Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
What have I become, My sweetest friend?
Everyone I know goes away In the end
And you could have it all, My empire of dirt.
I will let you down I will make you hurt.
If I could start again a million miles away I would keep myself, I would find a way
Johnny Cash
