FANMIX: Just for the Dream of it [Misc | Personal]

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Medium: Real life.
Fandom: Reality??
Subject: Personal playlist since the last one.
Title: Just for the Dream of it.
Warnings: Musical mentions of substance abuse and suicidal ideation, but I think that's all. Also, as usual, this will be locked to the community after about a month!
Notes: A few years ago I did a personal fanmix, ostensibly as a review of the past year, to be updated in the future. Welp, now it's the future, and I've put it off long enough. This is to cover the time since that last one. Cover credit is here.





WE ARE SCIENTISTS; can't lose
the party's alright, i might wanna stop drinking
what were we talking about?
my body won't tell my mind what i've been thinking
before it's outta my mouth

the minute i get upset, that's it, it's over
i'm already outta the room
why can't i just forget that?
i know what's gonna hurt
there's not much else i can do

KEVIN DEVINE; ballgame
there's a clamp around my chest that tightens
everytime i lapse into another sorry story
about my miserable collapse.
a brown box i keep encased in glass
and dust off whenever i want your pity
cause lately i've had to come to grips with scope and figure
how my problems stack up in a world two steps from ruin
or maybe it's rapture
well either way i realize that my shits about as small as it could be
but that makes me feel worse for even feeling this bad in the first place

MARINA & THE DIAMONDS; teen idle
i wanna drink until i ache
i wanna make a big mistake
i want blood, guts, and angel cake
i'm gonna puke it anyway

yeah, i wish i'd been, i wish i'd been, a teen, teen idle
wish I'd been a prom queen, fighting for the title
instead of being sixteen and burning up a bible
feeling super, super, super! suicidal

GASLIGHT ANTHEM; wherefore art thou, elvis?
and i got nothing for you darling but a story to tell
about the rain on the pavement and the sound as it fell
i'd watch this whole night come down and never miss her again
i never felt right and never fit in

walkin in my old man's shoes, with my scientist heart
got a fever and a beaker and a shot in the dark

ANDREW JACKSON JIHAD; no more tears
we're all on big band across this land and we should sing in tune
let's grow the balls to break the walls
we've got to do it soon

but most of all i want no more tears
no more crying
no more sighing, lying or dying

MIKE DOUGHTY; your misfortune
when everybody says no, no, no
well, it's your misfortune and none of my own
wrong, wrong, wrong
well, its your misfortune that sweetens my song

i can be the friend you want
i can be your confidante
i can be the right reminder at the right time
throwin' out the lifeline

CLOUD CULT; journey of the featherless
i'm not the kind of man
who's into looking downward
i've drank my share of pity
from the bartender's cup

so many people
wondering "what's the right direction?"
as far as i'm concerned
there's only one way: up

and my fingers, they are blisters
and my eyes, they are bullet holes
but my heart's still beating
guess i'm pretty lucky

WORLD/INFERNO FRIENDSHIP SOCIETY; please my favorite don't be sad
i started to enjoy myself, i started to enjoy myself
and the only ones who have suffered from it
have been the creditors and the landlords
and you know what? fuck them.
if they want an apology they can have it
for any inconvenience i might have caused
but the butterflies in my stomach have flown up through my throat
and learned to love the open air, the open air
sorry guys, sit down and have a drink, but i'm not sorry

DOES IT OFFEND YOU, YEAH?; being bad feels pretty good
fill me with your lies
a product of these times
i'll leave it all behind
i'll hunt from deep inside

you make me, break me
and maybe it's draining

okay, you want it all the same
i will not be that way
i'll take it day by day

M83; couleurs
( instrumental )



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