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Monthly Archives: June 2010

This is the end, beautiful friend.
This is the end, my only friend, the end.
…of our elaborate plans, the end.
…of everything that stands, the end.
No safety or surprise, the end.

I’ll never look into your eyes… again.

Can you picture what will be?
So limitless and free,
desperately in need… of some
Stranger’s hand.


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smashed up my sanity
smashed up my integrity
smashed up what i believed in
smashed up what’s left of me
smashed up my everything
smashed up all that was true
gonna smash myself to pieces
now I don’t know what else to do.

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We can dance if we want to.
We can leave your friends behind.
Cause’ your friend don’t dance,
and if they don’t dance, well they’re
no friends of mine.

Say, we can go where we want to.
A place where they will never find.
And we can act like we come from out of this world.
Leave the real one far behind.

And we can dance. “Dansez”.

We can go when we want to.
Night is young and so am I.
And we can dress real neat
from our hands to our feet
and surprise you with a victory cry.

Say, we can act if we want to.
If we don’t nobody will.
And you can act real rude,
and totally remove and I can act like an imbecile.

We can dance.
We can dance.
Everything’s under control.
We can dance.
We can dance.
Doin it pole to pole.
We can dance.
We can dance.
Everybody look at your hands.
We can dance.
We can dance.
Everybody’s takin’ the chance.

Safety Dance.
Oh, Safety Dance.
Yes, Safety Dance.

We can dance if we want to.
We’ve got all your life, and mine.
As long as we abuse it,
Never gonna lose it.
Everything will work out right.

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I love this sense of rage and bitterness.

I am yours alone

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Taken from the I Might Be Wrong EP, this live version is gold out of gold.
Let yourself be hypnotized by the piano tangle.

It’s worth quoting the whole lyrics.

While you make pretty speeches
I’m being cut to shreds
You feed me to the lions
A delicate balance

And this just feels like spinning plates
I’m living in cloud cuckoo land
And this just feels like spinning plates
Our bodies floating down the muddy river.

Like Spinning Plates, RADIOHEAD.

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“Here from a kings mountain view
Here from the wild dream come true
Feast like a sultan, I do
On treasures and flesh never few.

But I would wish it all away,
If I thought I’d lose you just one day”.

Jambi, TOOL.

“…and all i gave to you is lost,
and all you took from me is lost,
black wings carry me so high,
up to meet you in the sky”.

Aeroplane Flies High, THE SMASHING PUMPKINS.

An outtake from Adore. I always love to sing along.

An outtake.

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