"what defines a straight man's straight? is it the boxer in the briefs or a twelve ounce steak?"
"porque me haces enloquecer, tú me enchinas la piel, cada parte de tu ser es alimento a mi bien" (because you drive me crazy, you give me goosebumps, every part of your being is food for my well-being)
"your head'll collapse if there's nothing in it, and then you'll ask yourself, where is my mind?"
Cello Song - Nick Drake
Strange face
With your eyes
So pale and sincere
Underneath you know well
You have nothing to fear
For the dreams that came
To you when so young
Told of a life
Where spring is sprung
You would seem so frail
In the cold of the night
When the armies of emotion
Go out to fight
But while the earth
Sinks to it’s grave
You sail to the sky
On the crest of a wave
So forget this cruel world
Where I belong
I’ll just sit and wait
And sing my song
And if one day you should see me in the crowd
Lend a hand and lift me
To your place in the clouds
what fuels me
"remember the moment you know exactly where you're going,
'cause the next moment, before you know it,
time is slowing and it's frozen still,
and the window sill looks really nice, right?
you think twice about your life, it probably happens at night,
right? fight it, take the pain, ignite it,
tie a noose around your mind loose enough to breathe fine and tie it,
to a tree, tell it, 'you belong to me,
this ain't a noose, this is a leash,
and i have news for you, you must obey me.'"
-holding onto you // twenty one pilots
Big Shots
This stuff has been buzzing about my brain for years ever since I first heard it playing.
Today it will not leave me alone, so here you go guys, Eyedeaz n Abilities Big Shots:
You know the type of girl that walks in front of you and makes your jaw drop?
She talks in riddles, and sort of tickles your soft spot
You see her in the club. She treats you like a scrub
She ain't trippin' off you, she got your whole crew in love
You're day dreamin' of getting her in the bedroom alone
Straight fiendin', You's beg like a dog for the bone
And she's peepin', and the reason is she knows
Theres a demon in between your legs with a mind of its own
Now, you're a weakling, overwhelmed with hormones
Y'all start speakin', she grabs the number to your phone
And next weekend you invite her to your home
You weren't even thinking. You got played by a pro
She's a big shot. Thick lips, nice legs, green eyes
Took advantage of a thousand. Only slept with three guys
Ain't a ho or a groupie. Jane Doe or a Lucy
Her innocent looks are deceiving, so I'm telling you to be wise
I know she's a cutie, but she goes for the loot G
I know she sounded sincere, she even made me cry
Ayo don't think im goofy, but there's power in that coochie
Underneath those booty tight, cutoff, daisy-dooksy Levi's
She's a big shot. You know your dream girl
She knows how to use her looks to take advantage of the world
She's a big shot. You thought you could school her
She dissed you like you were neutered, and told you to go get a sexual tutor
She's a big shot. She wouldn't touch your ruler
She's so beutiful. A cute but cruel looter, user and abuser
She's a big shot. Your eyes are glued to her behind
You know her steez, but you fall for it every time
Now, what about that popular school kid?
The always have been, always will be cool kid?
The class president valedictorian. "A plus", star quaterback
Cadillac convertible drivin', signin' cheerleaders autorgraphs
The letter on the jacket. Medal around the neck
Pin on his chest, and mind on his rep
He only dates models. Drinks his Summit from the bottle
When he walks he waddles, and he ain't never lost a squabble
He put you in the locker, and took your girlfriend to prom
He's in your life every day, and you can't wait 'til he's gone
But daddy owns a business, so it won't be long
Before he inherits it, makes carats, and sings a rich man's song
He's got the most expensive clothes and jewelry to wear
While you're looking for a job, he's looking in the mirror
He walks the halls surrounded by his fan club
Starts fads, ends trends, and hits the ceiling when he stands up
He's a preppy, fame-hoggin', pig-headed fool
When he has a party, everyone's invited except you
And your crew. And there really ain't nothin' y'all can do
He's in every state, city, and town, as long as they got a school
He's a big shot. Thick knot in his wallet
Parents got enough money to send your whole family to college
He's a big shot. Testosterone thirsty
Hallway father figure with his masculinity stained on his jersey
He's a big shot. IB class whiz-kid
Braggin' about a big dick, that chick and this chick
He's a big shot...
My favorites are rappers, the egoistical bastards
The people that never clap for your set, they think you're whacker
Than them cause they're the masters
I bet disaster is caused in their mind when you rhyme
And plaster their jaws shut with a fat verse
To him you're a hazard. Weak matter. A reason for laughter
He's preachin' he's live. But he's only that word backwards
After he dies, you can climb the ladder, start a chapter
Art you'll capture finally
But while he breathes, m.c.'s don't even flatter him
Add a tad if his acrobatically arrogance
To his genetically engineered emotional pattern of tearin' kids in battles
That'll explain why he mean mugs. He told ya' your team sucks
Said you was a cream puff and fled
Now you dream of choking him with that mic cord
Instead, he blows your mind straight out your head
With that hardcore, tear emcees and send them to therapy
He says, "Fuck You!" with clarity. You cry hysterically
As he makes a parody of your passion
You tell friends you think he's tight
But secretly, you hope his career won't be lasting
Cause he's an asshole. But you know he's got nice sound
You know what else? You're looking at him right now
I'm a big shot. Don't front, you know you love me
Girls never wash their hands after they get a chance to touch me
I'm a big shot. Hey, you can say I'm a creep
But put me in a room with your idols and I'll make 'em look weak
I'm a big shot. Shit, can nobody fade me
The only way we can do a song is if somebody pays me
I'm a big shot. Big Shot. Big Props
The best thing to ever happen in the history of hip hop.
Oh yes. Big Shots.
A Handful of Muse
"Little white flowers will never awaken you
Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you"
- Gloomy Sunday
(The Smithereens)
"The clouds are sad today
Was it something that I said?
Did I curse the sky so many times
That it just cried again?"
- Raining in December
(fadeintocase.tumblr.com)
"'Cause the world might do me in
It's alright 'cause I'm with friends"
- Ghost
(Mystery Skulls)
"How it all began
If truth be told
I had a master plan
Now I rule the world"
- Don't Mess With Me
(Temposhark)
"Crawling on my hands and knees
Leaves are dancing off the trees
Higher than an aeroplane
Dry my tears, I'll rise again, yeah!"
- Joy
(Temposhark)
"And if I tremble at the sight of you, it's not because I'm cold.
It's because I'm staring at the girl I want to love me when I'm old. "
- If I Tremble
(Front Porch Step)
Caterpillar Girl
What is love?
Around the world the trip begins with a kiss
If you don't got it today, you don't wear it tomorrow
Forever young, I want to be forever young
How many pieces do you wish?
Our turn to decide who lives and who dies, time to get up
The birds and the bees got wise to the lies
So, Darlin, Stand by me, oh stand now, stand by me
Slip inside the eye of your mind, don't you know you might find a better place to play?
Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun
I dream of love as time runs through my hands
The angel opens her eyes, the confusion sets in
This moment she's been waiting for
Another flashing chance at bliss
We've been rambling all the night, and sometime of this day.
Running around to catch up with the sun already sinking.
Being good isn't always easy no matter how hard I try
Pornographic priestess, boy, you've been a naughty girl you let your knickers down
Girls just wanna have fun
Makin my own road outta gravel and some wine, if I have to fall then it won't be in your line
This ain't no place for a hero
All along the watchtower
There are any here among us, who feel that life is bu
Cast your eyes on the ocean, cast your soul to the sea, when the dark night seems endless, please remember me
Lyrics that speak to me
Emilie Autumn:
Gloomy is Sunday,
With shadows I spend it all
My heart and I
Have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be flowers
And prayers that are sad I know
let them not weep
Let them know that I'm glad to go
Death is no dream
For in death I'm caressing you
With the last breath of my soul
I'll be blessing you
Gloomy Sunday
Shakira:
Y un día después de la tormenta
Cuando menos piensas sale el sol
De tanto sumar
Pierdes la cuenta
Porque uno y uno
No siempre son dos
Cuando menos piensas sale el sol
(And a day after the storm
When you least expect it, the sun rises
From adding so much
You lose count of things
Because one plus one
Not always equals two
When you least expect it
The sun rises)
Bush:
It's all in your face
I see you break
It's like the sound of winter
The bleeding love, the silent escape
You've got to hang on to yourself
It's like the sound of winter
The Birthday Massacre:
There's a fire in the city of pictures
Leaving nothing but ashes below
It's only forever for a day
Tomorrow is burning away
Burn away
<3 that's all I can think of right now