Lyrics that hit you right in the feels
>I made my bed and I sleep like a baby with no regrets and I don’t mind sayin’
>It’s a sad sad story when a mother will teach her daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger
>And how in the world can the words that I said send somebody so over the edge
>That they’d write me a letter sayin’ that I better shut up and sing or my life will be over
Just listened to Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain eariler today so
>Write it on a postcard
Dad they broke me
Dad they broke me
not lyrics, but this shit is making me feel right now
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hI7a0Eh_IPo
>>60681953
whole album is fookin perfect
>goodnight to the rock n roll era
>>60681914
love that song so so so much, this is seriously one of the best live performances i've ever seen - especially the verse right here
https://youtu.be/UFpaHMqz0nM?t=85
>>60681998
KOREA KOREA
>>60682011
jesus christ, fucking chills
>>60682013
i'd love to check out your public protest
>>60681914
>its harder to be yourself than it is to be anybody else
every time
>>60682243
i wish that i was somebody closer to you ;___;
>I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert
>You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record.
>I've been waiting for a guide to come and take me by the hand
>Could these sensations make me feel the pleasures of a normal man
and
>picture of you
>made a mess of me
>pretend to miss me when i'm gone
>and think i've always been my own
From disorder by Joy Division and Song Three by I Hate Myself
>someone's gotta help me dig
>Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
>You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
>Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
>Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.
>Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
>You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
>And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
>No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.
>People talk so much shit about me at barbershops
>They forget to get their haircut
>I never said I would stay to the end
I knew I would leave you with babies and everything
Screaming like this in the hole of sincerity
Screaming me over and over and over
I leave you with photographs
Pictures of trickery
Stains on the carpet and
Stains on the memory
Songs about happiness murmured in dreams
When we both of us knew
How the end always is
>>60681953
>So drunk in the August Sun
>And you're the kind of girl I like, because you're empty
>And I'm empty
>And you can never quarantine the past
Makmus could really hit you where it hurts when he wanted to.
>I don't wanna go to work another day
>I wanna be somebody
>I don't wanna wear no three piece suit
>I don't want a family
>Cos I'm AN-TI-SO-CIAL
>AN-TI-SO-CIAL
>Wanderin' round the streets wondering what >to do
>Victim of a dole queue line
>I ain't got no money or a set of wheels
>It's a bloody drag
>Looking at the posers and their flashy cars
>I'm just walking round
>Never gonna get a house wife or kids
>I ain't gonna settle down
>Cos I'm AN-TI-SO-CIAL
>AN-TI-SO-CIAL
Read more: Skrewdriver - An-ti-so-cial Lyrics | MetroLyrics
>so you find him attractive
>so what if he is?
>I'm walking fast through the traffic lights
>Busy streets and busy lives
>and all we know; is touch and go
>Could anybody love him? Or is it just a crazy dream?
>If I showed you my dark side, would you still hold me tonight?
I feel old here
I'm turning hard inside
And my lips sound strange
Or is it just that I've gone insane?
I feel old here
Like a watch that ticks
My throat's shrinking
Somebody's laughing
And the song sounds wrong
Or is it just my ears playing tricks on me?
And these heads look strange
And they're out of time
I'd better go outside
Just walk away
