cold comfort is waiting somewhere
- ichiko aoba
- fuwarin
- sufjan stevens
- the only thing
- gregory and the hawk
- kill the turkey
- mother mother
- dread in my heart
- soccer mommy
- royal screw up
- rilo kiley
- paint's peeling
- the delgados
- never look at the sun
- kinoko teikoku
- taikutsu shinogi
- car seat headrest
- devil moon
- nicole dollanganger
- poacher's pride
lyric snippets
- fuwarin
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let me reveal your secret:
the face beneath your mask is terrifying
show it to everyone for me - the only thing
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should i tear my eyes out now?
everything i see returns to you, somehow
should i tear my heart out now?
everything i feel returns to you, somehow
i want to save you from your sorrow - kill the turkey
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kiss the clever one who said
you made your bed
now lie in it, die in it
kiss the shit, that hit the fan
when you went and killed
another man - dread in my heart
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there’s a devil in my brain with a pitchfork and a flame
yeah, he likes to poke around and he likes to tell me things
and whenever i begin to feel like i might be deranged
i remember there’s a little shitty devil in my brain - royal screw up
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and i want an answer
to all my problems
there's not an answer
i am the problem for me now and always
i will break my own bones - paint's peeling
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and i feel nothing, not sane
it's a hard day for dreaming again
i'm not going back to the assholes that made me
and the perfect display of random acts of hopelessness
i wish i could stay here
but i think we're all ready, i think we're all ready - never look at the sun
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once you're found
no longer gagged and bound
whisper to me "i think i'm free"
and the world will turn round - taikutsu shinogi
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sleepless, growing late,
i listen to your breath,
carrying words i can’t forgive,
and thoughts i can’t handle,
that will eventually thin,
and surely be forgotten.
but i’ll occasionally remember,
and ask you;
is there really any deeper happiness,
than hate itself? - devil moon
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i am a thief of unimportant things
i am a cheat and i can’t do anything to stop myself
i have no code, there is no road i’m traveling down
there’s only footprints leading away from the windowsill - poacher's pride
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and i know one day hell will catch up with me
and i'm sure that i will burn eternally
one day it will come to claim its pound of flesh
when it's done, there won't be anything left