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dominateartimus) wrote2013-08-27 02:00 pm
dominateartimus) wrote2013-08-27 02:00 pm
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❧ Playlist ❧
April.#19 - Daisuke Kashiwa
Instrumental
The Tank - The Dear Hunter
"You've stained your skin and I won't stick around, around, long enough to count the hearts that hit the ground. So long ago, was I one of them?
And he still moves on, arm and iron, conquer heart and soul... And what of those silent, disconnect, sundry souls? Akin in consequence? Begging for bliss, beyond the pain! Relief is just a turrets' fire away!"
Look Away - The Dear Hunter
"The need to quantitate has put center stage: regret, remorse, regard. Crazed and calm with a sinner's psalm, memories lose the art. So, I circle thoughts with centered eyes, that stare without seeing. But, it is getting dim and just before any reason can be revealed...
I fall! And I don't want to get up! Just leave me down here! Down were the truth won't go! No, I don't to give up. Just dust me off and I swear you'd never know. Oh, oh no! Look away, shade your eyes. Don't stop.
Then there's a simple fact that I was born this way. In such a tout assimilation of mistakes! And don't you misjudge what I'm capable of. If I'm an heir to a broken will... I'll fall!
Leave the pain behind! Casting fear to the side! For just a moment, so things can align! And if I fall, sometimes just fine! As long as I get up, then things will be alright! Oh no, don't look away! Don't shade your eyes! Don't stop!"
Flawed Design - Stabilo
"When I was a young boy, I was honest and had more self-control. If I was tempted, I would run. Then, when I got older, I began to lie to get exactly what I wanted, when I wanted it. And I wanted it!
Now, I'm having trouble differentiating between what I want and what I need to make me happy. So, instead of thinking, I just act before I have the chance to contemplate the consequence of action.
And I will turn off, and I'll shut down, burying the voice of my conscience hitting ground. And I will turn off, and I'll shut down. The chemicals are restless in my head! 'Cuz I lie! Not because I want to! But I seem to need to, all the time! Yeah, I lie and I don't even know it. Maybe this is all a part of my flawed design?!
And ever since I figured out that I could control other people, I've had trouble sleeping with both eyes closed! And if I asked permission, if I make sure it's okay, I promise I won't slip up this time. You can trust me! But, never take advice from someone who just admitted to being devious, who just confessed to treason. And, I would also never ask a question I cannot ask myself for it might dirty up your conscience.
And how can you say those things? Why can't you just believe? And how can you say those things and keep a straight face?"
The Seer's Tower - Sufjan Stevens
"In the tower, above the Earth, there is a view that reaches far. Where we see the universe, I see fire, I see the end.
In the powers of the Earth, we wait until it rips and rips.
Still I go to the deepest grave, where I go to sleep alone."
Fight Inside - Red // Nothing & Everything - Red
"Enemy, familiar friend. My beginning and my end. Knowing truth, whispering lies and it hurts again.
Words I say and what I hide. All the pain, I want it to end... But I want it again.
And it finds me.. The fight inside is coursing through my veins and it's raging... The fight inside is breaking me again.
I'm still the same, pursuing pain. Is it worth all that I've gained? We both know how this will end, but I'd do it again.
It's nothing... It's everything... It's nothing. It's everything... It's nothing. It's everything. It's nothing! It's everything!
And it finds me... The war within me pulls me under. And without you, the fight inside is breaking me again."
My Favorite Stranger - Depeche Mode
"Some perfect stranger, sneaks on tip-toes, steals my shadow and goes where I go.
My favorite stranger, stands in my mirror, puts words in my mouth, all broke and bitter.
Some perfect stranger, my imitation, drops my name in conversations.
Some perfect stranger, speaks when I speak, walks in my footsteps and talks in my sleep.
My favorite stranger, stands where I stand, leaves crime in my wake and blood on my hands."
Instrumental
The Tank - The Dear Hunter
"You've stained your skin and I won't stick around, around, long enough to count the hearts that hit the ground. So long ago, was I one of them?
And he still moves on, arm and iron, conquer heart and soul... And what of those silent, disconnect, sundry souls? Akin in consequence? Begging for bliss, beyond the pain! Relief is just a turrets' fire away!"
Look Away - The Dear Hunter
"The need to quantitate has put center stage: regret, remorse, regard. Crazed and calm with a sinner's psalm, memories lose the art. So, I circle thoughts with centered eyes, that stare without seeing. But, it is getting dim and just before any reason can be revealed...
I fall! And I don't want to get up! Just leave me down here! Down were the truth won't go! No, I don't to give up. Just dust me off and I swear you'd never know. Oh, oh no! Look away, shade your eyes. Don't stop.
Then there's a simple fact that I was born this way. In such a tout assimilation of mistakes! And don't you misjudge what I'm capable of. If I'm an heir to a broken will... I'll fall!
Leave the pain behind! Casting fear to the side! For just a moment, so things can align! And if I fall, sometimes just fine! As long as I get up, then things will be alright! Oh no, don't look away! Don't shade your eyes! Don't stop!"
Flawed Design - Stabilo
"When I was a young boy, I was honest and had more self-control. If I was tempted, I would run. Then, when I got older, I began to lie to get exactly what I wanted, when I wanted it. And I wanted it!
Now, I'm having trouble differentiating between what I want and what I need to make me happy. So, instead of thinking, I just act before I have the chance to contemplate the consequence of action.
And I will turn off, and I'll shut down, burying the voice of my conscience hitting ground. And I will turn off, and I'll shut down. The chemicals are restless in my head! 'Cuz I lie! Not because I want to! But I seem to need to, all the time! Yeah, I lie and I don't even know it. Maybe this is all a part of my flawed design?!
And ever since I figured out that I could control other people, I've had trouble sleeping with both eyes closed! And if I asked permission, if I make sure it's okay, I promise I won't slip up this time. You can trust me! But, never take advice from someone who just admitted to being devious, who just confessed to treason. And, I would also never ask a question I cannot ask myself for it might dirty up your conscience.
And how can you say those things? Why can't you just believe? And how can you say those things and keep a straight face?"
The Seer's Tower - Sufjan Stevens
"In the tower, above the Earth, there is a view that reaches far. Where we see the universe, I see fire, I see the end.
In the powers of the Earth, we wait until it rips and rips.
Still I go to the deepest grave, where I go to sleep alone."
Fight Inside - Red // Nothing & Everything - Red
"Enemy, familiar friend. My beginning and my end. Knowing truth, whispering lies and it hurts again.
Words I say and what I hide. All the pain, I want it to end... But I want it again.
And it finds me.. The fight inside is coursing through my veins and it's raging... The fight inside is breaking me again.
I'm still the same, pursuing pain. Is it worth all that I've gained? We both know how this will end, but I'd do it again.
It's nothing... It's everything... It's nothing. It's everything... It's nothing. It's everything. It's nothing! It's everything!
And it finds me... The war within me pulls me under. And without you, the fight inside is breaking me again."
My Favorite Stranger - Depeche Mode
"Some perfect stranger, sneaks on tip-toes, steals my shadow and goes where I go.
My favorite stranger, stands in my mirror, puts words in my mouth, all broke and bitter.
Some perfect stranger, my imitation, drops my name in conversations.
Some perfect stranger, speaks when I speak, walks in my footsteps and talks in my sleep.
My favorite stranger, stands where I stand, leaves crime in my wake and blood on my hands."