Arms of a Thief - Iron & Wine
Mr. Henry and the muscle man, yeah
With shoes on a night there was no road to stand
Like a letter in a stolen purse
She was bored of her weight, she was bored of her words
The daughter of a soldier told the fallen priest
“That’s a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief”
And reaching out to touch the steering wheel
She said, “Leave me alone but just don’t leave me here, all right?”
Aye, all right
Mr. Henry and another guy gave her gold
On a night that it fell from the sky
And like a body when the buzzard came
She was bored of her look, she was bored of her name
The daughter of a lawyer told the fallen priest
“That’s a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief”
And tapping at the air with her heel
She said, “Leave me alone but just don’t leave me here, all right?”
Aye, all right
Mr. Henry was a dying man with a vice
And a tongue that she didn’t understand
Like the water when the sea got rough
She was bored with the breeze, she was bored of her luck
The winner and the loser told the fallen priest
“That’s a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief”
And holding everything he made her steal
She said, “Leave me alone but just don’t leave me here, all right?”
Aye, all right
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Blink-182 | Adams Song
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Laura Marling disposable by amblingamp on Flickr.
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Damien Rice - Coconut Skins
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All the rowboats in the paintings
They keep trying to row away
And the captains’ worried faces
Stay contorted and staring at the waves
They’ll keep hanging in their gold frames
For forever, forever and a day
All the rowboats in the oil paintings
They keep trying to row away, row away
Hear them whispering French and German
Dutch, Italian, and Latin
When no one’s looking I fetch a sculpture
Marble, gold, and soft as satin
But the most special are the most lonely
God, I pity the violins
In glass coffins they keep coughing
They’ve forgotten, forgotten how to sing, how to sing
First there’s lights out, then there’s lock up
Masterpieces serving maximum sentences
It’s their own fault for being timeless
There’s a price to pay and a consequence
All the galleries, the museums
Here’s your ticket, welcome to the tombs
They’re just public mausoleums
The living dead fill every room
But the most special are the most lonely
God, I pity the violins
In glass coffins they keep coughing
They’ve forgotten, forgotten how to sing
They will stay there in their gold frames
For forever, forever and a day
All the rowboats in the oil paintings
They keep trying to row away, row away
First there’s lights out, then there’s lock up
Masterpieces serving maximum sentences
It’s their own fault for being timeless
There’s a price to pay and a consequence
All the galleries, the museums
They will stay there forever and a day
All the rowboats in the oil paintings
They keep trying to row away, row away
All the rowboats in the oil paintings
They keep trying to row away, row away…
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Failure by Laura Marling
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The Wreckers - Stand still, look pretty
I am slowly falling apart
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Scissor Sisters - Sex and Violence
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Skin Tight-Scissor Sisters
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It’s For the Best- Straylight Run
It takes more time than I’ve ever had,
Drains the life from me,
Makes me want to forget,
As young as I was,
I felt older back then,
More disciplined,
Stronger and certain,
But I was scared to death of eternity,
I was saved by grace,
But destroyed by naivety,
And I lied to myself,
And said it was for the best,
And now faith is replaced with a logic so cold
I’ve disregarded what I was,
Now that I’m older,
And I know much more than I did back then,
But the more I learn,
The more I can’t understand,
And I’ve become content with this life that I lead,
Where I drink to much and don’t believe in much of anything,
And I lie to myself,
And say it’s for the best,
We’re moving forward,
But holding ourselves back,
And we’re waiting on something that will never come.
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Somebody That I Used To Know by Gotye
“Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
Part of me believing it was always something that I’d done
But I don’t wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn’t catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know”
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On The Rise - Dr. Horrible and Penny
I cannot believe my eyes
Is the world finally growing wise?
Because it seems to me
Some kind of harmony
Is on the rise
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