It’s just a blues kind of day. #music #bbking #bigmamathornton #deadmansbones #theblackkeys #blues #bluesmusic (at the poon saloon)
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secrets i have held in my heart
are harder to hide than i thought
maybe i just wanna be yours;
i wanna be yours - arctic monkeys
flightless bird, american mouth, iron & wine
girl anachronism // the dresden dolls
if it were any colder i could disengage
if i were any older i could act my age
but i don’t think that you’d believe me
it’s not the way i’m meant to be
it’s just the way the operation made me
Song of the Day:
Pyro by Kings of Leon
Everything I cherish is slowly dying, or it’s gone
Park that car, drop that phone,
Sleep on the floor, dream about me
fleet foxes sing | i can’t help falling in love with you
Sucré | You and Me (Penny and the Quarters cover)
Her perfection upsets me
Oh Stacy, why are you so incredible
ugh one of my favorite songs. Such a great cover.
Circa Survive /// Battle, My Love
Battle my love I will see you in the end.
You really just… just listen.
Can I download this somewhere? Please?
I was genuinely worried this was gonna turn into LOTR dubstep. But no. It was something magnificent and epic indeed.
holy crap this is amazing
I want this to be the soundtrack for my life.
and one single glistening tear fell down my cheek as I whisper to myself, “metal” and throw my horns up in the air.
Take my word for it, I’m not worth it
I ignored you all night and you
don’t deserve it
Morning, bathtub, my skin soft and hot
I was sure you were right but
I contemplate my ruined fate
Someone will hurt me so bad one day
And you’ll resonate or I’ll apologize
Or maybe I’ll make the same mistake twice
I hide from phone calls under the warm water
Malice desists, no it woefully recurs
And it plays like daytime TV shows, I confuse you
and I tell you not to love me
But I still kiss you when I want to
And I lament, you’re innocent
But somehow the object of my discontent
And it’s fucked up, I let you in
Even though I’ve seen what can happen
You make a tape, receive it in the mail
And I force myself busy, the diversion will prevail
And I will swallow all my guilt with little pills and forge my chin up
And I will only think about it in the
morning, in the bathtub
I have an addiction