| Vampire Weekend – Diplomat's Son Lyrics | 11 years ago |
| For anyone that doesn't know, the "jun cha cha jegujun cha" is a sample from MIA's "Hussel". | |
| M.I.A. – Tell Me Why Lyrics | 11 years ago |
| Agreed, it's my favorite song on the album. | |
| Daughter – Home Lyrics | 11 years ago |
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| Daughter – Love Lyrics | 11 years ago |
| This song breaks my heart. | |
| Stars – The Theory of Relativity Lyrics | 11 years ago |
| "B-A-D" = "D-A-D" | |
| Purity Ring – Saltkin Lyrics | 11 years ago |
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VERBATIM FROM THE VINYL RECORD SLEEVE: sleep is a welcome gadget in our headbondhood the crawling animals will seek all things warm all things moist I will relentlessly shame myself in rest in wake in front of my truly born beloved for here I lie in wait hush little heart steal my sweating lips wield my starving hips there's a cult inside of me form a salt sprinkle it around me the creeper's blood is seeping from this undead wooden headboard varnish my forehead red in evening drip down over my jowls bid them writhe and sprout their heavy feathers lift my drooping heart into a bright bound sea surrounded fury our bodies will return there's a cult inside of me form a salt sprinkle it around me |
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| Purity Ring – Obedear Lyrics | 11 years ago |
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VERBATIM FROM THE VINYL RECORD SLEEVE: i came down over the sleepy mountains where our wide toes plunged into the weeping shale to tear our skin up off from the bottom leaves our ankles bare don't just wander back and forth and leave it build it into pinnacles and shrines of some some ghastly predicament of mine you'll find leaves us plastered to a bed of hairs with me all coiled up near the bottom with my chest unbeared oh but dear the sky is low gather up its harm in gauze with grateful arms oh but dear the sky is low watch fluent sea men rig their rudders so they'll graze it with their wind arrows tis in the fathoms that they brush below that we lie with our eyes and sides in tow tis in this warm and monious water that i flow and grow and sow i'm hear the birds wings squeak salt salt salt and the lemons drop from the spaces in their flings oh my dreams come back to me oh my wrinkles build on me |
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| Purity Ring – Amenamy Lyrics | 11 years ago |
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VERBATIM FROM THE VINYL RECORD SLEEVE: somberly, somberly linger lie longerly grateful our cold memories cry for the plentiful times that her eagerly death hath had counter intuitive underride clean thy sparkling teeth brush down thy sparkling sides that thy nervous blood would become undone from impedious pounding ideas some shattering fawn for this candented dawn pluck up their worm holes and give them to feeders that spirits be freer and broil and toil and foil thy scalloped breastbone roll and toll and fold the long winters in it think not what the season'll become reap fruitfully of the gardendom that grew masterfully over your withering son beat out them bead bugs stand when you do it |
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| Purity Ring – Crawlersout Lyrics | 11 years ago |
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VERBATIM FROM THE VINYL SLEEVE: sea water's flowing from the middle of my thighs wild buffalo are dancing on cliff tops in the sky adorn me in feathers from dead birds contemplate the size of leather pelts to wind me in put shudders on my eyes write it down the names and dates of the daughters who bore out of me like grandmother's vines they hang from the planks of my cedar grave grow pretty long lashes and beards guarding the rain of me from them heedless trampling toes gathering honeybees in their sockets and creases and holes they'll cover the hills with their sweet flesh and soft nails they'll cover the doors with the screams that their minds dispose they'll weave their long souls into the frame to grow their foliage in sew their long hairs into their beds to keep them crawlers out |
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| Purity Ring – Saltkin Lyrics | 12 years ago |
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To me, "The crawling animals will seek all things from all things moist." sounds more like, "The crawling animals will seek all things warm, all things moist." |
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| Purity Ring – Ungirthed Lyrics | 12 years ago |
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"refill their quiet tones..." should be "refill their quotas" |
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| Imogen Heap – Half Life Lyrics | 12 years ago |
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Correction: My self worth measured in text-back tempo It's been two days and eight minutes too slow |
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