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be like “Girl, you know I set it up for after dark”







'when i am breaking apart r u gonna be the one to come over with the glue when i am breaking apart r u gonna bring the needles stitch me thru and thru'













Good music is like food for the soul w/ it life is never lonely or dull. I've found that I can sing & dance along but when the music quits the litany of thinking hits. Good music brings peace of mind, a currency currently hard to find.







Now, i don't have a house of stone, but I can see the sea. Now most of all I now that I am happy to be me.







Hey... Beautiful, Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful angel love your imperfections, every angel Tomorrow comes and goes before You Know so i just had to let you know.






























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some one & else

Do you feel it?
The unspoken one
who wants to burst out but all it can do is cover up.
Can’t you feel this heart it is beating fast?
It beats for you and will never stop.

Everything what we had
Endless travels  and singing songs out loud
you made me happy, you used to have
Perhaps you were my ‘someone’ but  somebody else’s now


Would you tell this when it’s too late?
When I’m about to give up but you’re about to save.
Maybe all of this is better left unsaid
Please hear me out I don’t wanna be friends.

I see you come
and then see you go.
It seems I’m used to that for so long
You gave me this butterflies
then left me questions, 


nothing less, nothing more
you needed me, but not for long.
Perhaps babe,

you are my ‘someone’ but made me somebody else like before    

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I’m goin’ down to the Greyhound Station
Gonna buy a ticket to ride
I’m gonna find that lady with two or three kids
And sit down by her side
Ride ‘til the sun comes up and down around me
'Bout two or three times
Smokin’ cigarettes in the last seat
Sing a song for the people I meet
And get along with it all
Where the people say “y'all”
Sing a song with a friend
Change the shape that I’m in
And get back in the game
And start playin’ again

I’d like to stay but I might have to go to start over again
Might go back down to Texas
Or go to somewhere that I’ve never been
And get up in the mornin’ and go out at night
And I won’t have to go home
Get used to bein’ alone
Change the words to this song
Start singin’ again

I’m tired of runnin’ 'round lookin’ for answers
To questions that I already know
I could build me a castle of memories
Just to have somewhere to go
Count the days and the nights that it takes
To get back in the saddle again
Feed the pigeons some clay
Turn the night into day
And start talkin’ again,
When I know what to say

I’m goin’ down to the Greyhound Station
Gonna buy a ticket to ride
I’ gonna find that lady with two or three kids
And sit down by her side
Ride 'til the sun comes up and down around
'Bout two or three times
Smokin’ cigarettes in the last seat
Sing my song for the people I meet
And get along with it all

Go down where the people say “y'all”
Feed the pigeons some clay
Turn the night into day
And start talkin’ again
When I know what to say

Lyrics by Blaze Foley

very specific pure heroine lyrics that fucc me up

my mother’s love is choking me 

What about the kid? It’s time the kid got free

There’s something about hanging out with the wicked kids

we might be hollow but we’re brave 

livin’ in ruins of a palace within my dreams

It looked alright in the pictures

And I’m in love with being queen

We live in cities you’ll never see on screen / Not very pretty, but we sure know how to run things

I fall apart with all my heart

We ride the bus with the knees pulled in/ shut my eyes to the song that plays

This dream isn’t feeling sweet / We’re reeling through the midnight streets

God knows we like archaic kinds of fun 

I’m little, but I’m coming for the crown

Today is my birthday, and I’m riding high Hair is dripping, hiding that I’m terrified

I know you love it when the hairpins start to drop

Maybe the Internet raised us, or maybe people are jerks.

And you can watch from your window

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My folk music in youtube :) listen this and share with your friends! 

Ace of Spades by Motorhead


If you like to gamble, I tell you I’m your man

You win some, lose some its all the same to me.


The pleasure is to play,

Makes no difference what you say.


I don’t share you greed

The only card I need

Is the Ace of Spades, the Ace of Spades


Playing for the high one

Dancing with the devil

Going with the flow

Its all a game to me.


Seven or Eleven

Snake eyes watching you


Double up or quits

Double stake or split

The Ace of Spades, the Ace of Spades


You know I’m born to lose

And gambling’s for fools

But that’s the way I like it baby

I don’t wanna live for ever…


And don’t forget the joker

 


Pushing up the ante

I know you’ve got to see me

Read ‘em and weep

The dead man’s hand again.                  



I see it in your eyes

Take one look and die


The only thing you see

You know it’s gonna be

The Ace of Spades, The Ace of Spades

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