![]() ![]() Tally Hall - "&" Love of the sun Came back again to make it clear that He never said it would meet demand Shame on a martyr, claiming friends from Either perspective of & Weak & strong & Wet & dry Mother Mother - "Body" Take my eyes, take themĪside Take my face, and desecrate My arms and legs, they get in the way And take my hands, they'll understand Take my heart, pull it apart And take my brain, or what remains. The Correspondents - "Puppet Loosely Strung" Let me put myself in your shoes as a puppet loosely strung Around you they were so confused a faulty man could have so much fun They read your smiles, nothing but teeth, looked at you with pity. Mitski - "First Love / Late Spring" The black hole of the window where you sleep The night breeze carries something sweet, a peach tree Wild women don't get the blues But I find that lately, I've been crying like a tall child So. The things that make you special are the things that make you I mean you were there, and you were there, and you, and you, and you were there" You wouldn't believe the dream I just had. So if you love me, let me let you go, my love (Ay ay ay ay)Īlmost choking, spat out a butterfly and said, "Five more minutes, please? Who'd want to belong to anyone? (Ay ay ay ay) Special are the things that make you strange Well, it's your conclusions that make mine delusions, so I make you sane ![]() ![]() Horrified at the sight of my reflection in your eyes Too weird to love, too scared to die (Ay ay ay ay) You become immune to my toxic fumes, my dose-dependent presence in your life I am the shadows cast aside by gallows, and you the red-hot skyĪnd if you're believers, then why would you grieve for the dead instead of a devil that you never prayed for? The things that make you special are the things that make you strange I doubt that you would even if you could change You think it makes you special, but it makes you strange ![]() 'Cause I doubt that you would even if you could (Well, not "ha-ha" funny, but y'know, funny) Like freaks of nurture, well isn't it funny? Why'd you come into this world or come out that way? Who'd want to be human anyway? (Ay ay ay ay) Straight-jacket and tie, psychiatric supply, while we tragically try to fit into a trap, but Prints of your fingers in the Rorschach jigsaw, say you saw a treasure map Parlance of imbalanced cambia's been challenged, at best AstraZeneca's just Well, this disease is defined by its treatment, you people make me sick **PRESALE** ECO Record/Vinyl + Digital Album
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