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psychoticprankster:

Who Do You Voodoo, Bitch // Sam B

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aver-age:

Fix You - Coldplay

(Source: x0jas-mine, via belowsea)

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 Hunger Pains // Alexz Johnson



(Source: disregard1through100)

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allmymetaphors:

crispyrealisation:

Bright Eyes // Mushaboom (Feist cover)

(via crunchycroutons)

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A.M 180 // Grandaddy

We'll sit for days
And talk about things
Important to us like whatever
We'll defuse bombs
Walk marathons
And take on whatever together
Whatever together
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tacoriffic:

kindlesong:

Ashes in the Air by The Flaming Lips with Bon Iver
from The Flaming Lips and Heady Fwends (2012) 

You dream of ways of leaving, and I get used to the cold.

I like this.

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kariflameuser:

Hikaru Utada: Passion/Sanctuary

Japanese Left Ear, English Right Ear.

(via stockade)

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Lies // Broken Records

so out of line, with the stars and the sky,
with our feet wet with dew, we will sing me and you,
with your hands on my chest, say i loved you the best and kiss me, kiss me

take your hand from my hand, close the door silently,
in an hour or so you’ll kiss your husband’s lips,
in the fleeting remorse you know it’s the pain that’s so good so kiss me

and if you want me to lie, then i will, i don’t mind

jagged thorns, cut my lips

make them better, make them bleed,
punch your fist in my chest and save your tears for someone good,
did you think this was love, do you think you’re the first, then kiss me

and if you want me to lie, then i will, i don’t mind

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weepling:

Iron and Wine || Fever Dream

Some days her shape in the doorway 
Will speak to me 
A bird’s wing on the window 
Sometimes I’ll hear her when she’s sleeping 
Her fever dream,
A language on her face. 

I want your flowers like babies 
want God’s love or maybe 
as sure as tomorrow will come.

Some days, like rain on the doorstep 
She’ll cover me 
With grace in all she offers 
Sometimes I’d like just to ask her 
What honest words 
She can’t afford to say, like 

I want your flowers like babies 
want God’s love or maybe
as sure as tomorrow will come.

(via nineblackalps)

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indianghosts:

Repeaterbeater // Mew

(via localfoxes)