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i dunno, here you go. a ton of quotes, no pictures, i'm too lazy.
why not..
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i'm just a small town girl looking for a small town boy
to spend Friday nights with in the Walmart parking lot
who will drink sweet tea from a mason jar with me
and watch fireflies on the front porch late at night
who'll love me with cut off jeans and a baseball cap.
i will be your accident if you will be my ambulance
and i will be your screech and crash
if you will be my crutch and cast
and i will be your one more time
if you will be my one last chance.
here's to starry nights and careless freedom.
to glowing cheeks and laughter that heals you deep inside.
that is what we do. that is what people do.
they stay alive for each other.
this air is contagious. no one can save us.
nothing this good could ever last
& tonight is a drug that i wont give up;
this is my favorite addiction.
she dances.
footsteps like raindrops patter across the stage.
second glances;
she pirouettes and slowly fades away.
before you, my life was like a moonless night. very dark, but there were stars; points of light and reason.
and then you shot across my sky like a meteor. suddenly, everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty.
when you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black.
nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light.
i couldn't see the stars anymore. and there was no reason for anything.
empty fields move me so much more than rooms filled up with friends.
the way the trees look dead reminds me that there's more to life than living.
and maybe giving up's not bad but part of letting go of you.
even if you think the flame has died, there's at least one lyric that'll hit that last hot spot,
and then you'll find yourself as fucked as you were the day you lied and said you never wanted to see him again.
and although i recognize that we're attached at the lips,
you're the one in charge and that the captain's gotta sink with the ship
breath taker, smile faker, how could i have let you in my life?
you're a breath taker, smile faker
scars are tearing open along my palms and knees.
i guess thats what i should get for crawling back at your feet.
and now i'm feeling so down, that there's no God above.
no mercy for a soul thats just way too fucked up.
we are surrounded by all of the quiet sleepers inside the quiet earth
a form of fear i cannot shape - you dared to kiss the face of the night
my eyes are blistered with the guilt of our past
the memories that we would have
now that you've turned the world against me
i'm only trying to win them back
i'd like to take this time to detach my jaw & really take a look.
i think that i'm tired. put away this old guitar
& on my way i'll hang my vocal cords up on the door.
but maybe it's all eyes on you; in love with ego and attention
the eyes that are just begging me for more
this is gone and i can see it.
your head is full of words, full of words that don't mean anything
you need a little light in your life, a safety net so you're not so blind.
like hidden torches in the paper rounds of old,
& magazines so gently thumbed by landing lights.
when you were young as the radio would talk you off to sleep.
although the arcades shine bright,
they don't have the glow of the city lights as they long to guide you home from time to time.
neon lights and screaching times swarm like moths to pier fires on the stretch about a mile from home.
it seems a millon miles away as we were are walking in the gaze of the green eyed monster on the banks of Waterloo
i was stuck in minor chords;
i'd been here once before
with environmental echoes and your baggage on my floor
so get over here, lets grab ourselves another beer
to drink until tomorrow to forget that we're stil alive.
you do not have to be a coat hanger for a corporation in a market that's lost the plot.
you decide if it's worth having their blood on your hands just to weat the latest Nikes.
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classes over! just exams and then i'm FREE.
oh, and pathetic job commenting. you get one quote.
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one look sends it coursing through the veins oh how the feeling
races
back up to their brains to form expressions on there stupid
faces
they don't want to say hello like I want to say hello
oh the
heartbeats at its peak when you're coming up to speak
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do something?
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so sorry i havent updated in so long! work jsut like ate me up and spit me out..
school ends in just like 2 weeks, score! revive this site for me.
29 quotes, since its been so long
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i've resolved upon this course, which has no need of you
denying this day, didn't stop it from coming
promise me, that you won't be consumed when you realize we're screaming at the same moon
don't let this die, we may never fall in love again
it's hard but worth the wait when it's over
i screamed "from my eyes flow compassion for you!"
hoping words could move you
that this place is an enemy, full of harsh words and hearsay
and if this city were to go down in flames would you think to blow it out
with such a weak breath or run about the streets
run about the streets, crying confusion
  
she kills, with foreign films, the emptiness of day to day
and i wait until the weekend comes
so i can clear this uselessness from my brain
no news, that's good news, someone's gonna break.
see things change, yeah i've been changing everything.
it's peaceful, the pitch black, when the last light on goes out.
you take the lines from ordinary books, you're disappointed in the way she looks, you cut the circulation to your hand,
and calculate the motion of the land
  
hey little sister, shotgun
this ain't a song for the broken hearted,
no silent prayer for the faith departed
i ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd
you're gonna hear my voice when i shout it out loud
all this automatic writing i have tried to understand
from a psychedelic angel who was tugging on my hand
it's an infinite coincidence but it doesn't form a plan
  
you know my temperature's rising
& the jukebox's blows a fuse
my hearts beating rhythm
& my soul keeps singing the blues
roll over beethoven, and tell tchaikovsky the news
i was just guessing at numbers and figures
pulling the puzzles apart, questions of science
science and progress do not speak as loud as my heart
cheap shot hocked straight to the eardrum
is it some sick sign of affection?
violated and singed with deceit,
disgust from my head to my hands to my feet
  
you're just trading heartbeats, baby
you're just changing the person between your sheets
see, i'm a poet to some, a regular modern day shakespeare
jesus christ, the king of these latter day saints
here to shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me as a monger of hate & satan, a scatter-brained atheist
i’m not alone cause the tv’s on yeah.
i’m not crazy cause i take the right pills everyday.
& rest, clean your conscious,
clear your thoughts with speyside with your grain.
  
but i get carried away with every page in every magazine
the cheaper the thrill the deeper i fill my head with blasphemy
do you feel a certain sense of synergy between yourself and me?
a kind of macabre and somber wondertwin type of harmony
all this time and everything's changed but i still feel the same
all good things eventually end and get washed down the drain
what a disaster it would be if you discovered that i cared
a little too much for friends but not enough to share
  
is it my imagination or have i finally found something worth living for?
i was looking for some action, but all i found was cigarettes and alcohol
but the lows are so extreme that the good seems fucking cheap
and it teases you for weeks in its absense
if you think you're bulletproof, you're right,
because you've weathered all my slings & arrows well
if you think i'm paranoid, that's fine
'cause i've got evidence on my side
  
you can just add them up,
then you could memorize prehistoric bones
all of those old memories, you can push them out
& prep yourself for brand new information
don't deconstruct and then fill me in,
i'm not that basic i swear;
i've had enough of break downs and diagrams
for once i want to be the car crash
not always just the traffic jam
hit me hard enough to wake me
and lead me wild to your dark roads
  
my blood aches from from trying to make you appear,
oh, its such an awful sight to just see me in the mirror.
sweetness never suits me, when i get up to take you home
maybe it's love, love at first slightly drunk
now i'm walking with the sun in my mouth
i guess that i should probably leave right now
'cause i'm already kinda sweaty and freakin' out
i gotta time-bomb headache that's ticking down
i guess that everything is better when i'm not around
  
they taped over your mouth
scribbled out the truth with their lies
you little spies
she's got a body like an hourglass, it's ticking like a clock.
it's a matter of time before we all run out,
when I thought he was mine she caught him by the mouth.
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| 337 subs.
no.
just.
no.
pathetic.
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mmkz sorry i havent updated in ages.
but the comments were pathetic.
but, since the subbing was good,
i'm giving you a 20 quote update.
all Rilo Kiley lyrics.
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and i was your silver lining, high up on my toes
you were running through fields of hitch-hikers
as the story goes
she was born on a brightened pier
to a gypsy mother and a bucket of tears
her good looks coulda sailed a ship
but her will alone coulda sunk it
it's not as if new york city burnt down to the ground
once you drove away; it's not as if the sun won't shine
when clouds up above wash the blues away
she was the girl with the string around her neck,
with the boy who could only give her less.
the clover under your feet is shooting stars in the night.
the people under your feet are shooting stars in the night.
it is a lion's science fiction wings,
just like a jolly dizzy for zero, one, three times
& she came to him like a tick on the noose
little blue eyed soul for his black and blues
i been photographed and painted up
and i been in love only once
we can see the stars from where the birds make their homes
staring back at us; indifferent but distanced perfectly projected endlessly
it's so fucking beautiful
it's become just like a chemical stress
tracing the lines in my face for something more beautiful than is there
i've barely been gone
  
& sometimes when you're on you're really fucking on
& your friends they sing along and they love you
but the lows are so extreme that the good seems fucking cheap
oh god come quickly, for the execution of all things
let's start with the bears and the air and then mountains rivers and streams
crash sites keep me up at night, impact division
it splits in two directly underneath you
facts versus romance
you go and call yourself the boss
but we're not robots inside a grid
how did you survive all those fires and floods?
how did you survive your insufferable friends?
it was the plow that broke the western plains
& its just my heart gets rejected by my veins
& sometimes planes they smash up in the sky
and sometimes lonely hearts they just get lonelier
i'm a modern girl but i fold in half so easily
when i put myself in the picture of success
you can just add them upthen you could memorize prehistoric bones
all of those old memories you can push them out and prep yourself for brand new information
judging from picture books apparently heaven is a partly cloudy place
& if the sky opened up and they let you in and gave you a formal invitation
would you go?
& the dreams have come back again
but this time i'm not just watching them
its me as pilot instead
& i land the plane all by myself
  
we were teenagers the first time we met
you were so famous, i couldn't resist
i was your girl then, that's what you said
when you kissed me, kissed me, kissed me
the groom wore a black cape
the bride with diamonds in her hair
they've disappeared like the troubadours
they're not comin' back
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ight well the icons are made by me so credit if you use.
cmnt dude! :].
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