Something to remind me I'm alive.

If I get old, I will not give in; but if I do remind me of this. Remind me that once I was free, once I was cool, once I was me. And if I sat down and crossed my arms, hold me into this song. Knock me out, smash out my brains if I take the chair and start to talk shit. If I get old remind me of this: that night we kissed and I really meant it. Whatever happens, if we're still speaking, pick up the phone, play me this song.

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Esa foto realmente es un reminder, y creo que lo va a ser por mucho tiempo ♥.

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The higher you go, the harder you fall.

Two jumps in a week; I bet you think that's pretty clever, don't you boy? Flying on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop. You'd kill yourself for recognition; kill yourself to never ever stop. You broke another mirror; you're turning into something you are not. Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry. Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry. Drying up in conversation, you will be the one who cannot talk. All your insides fall to pieces, you just sit there wishing you could still make love. They're the ones who'll hate you when you think you've got the world all sussed out; they're the ones who'll spit at you. You will be the one screaming out. Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry. Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry. It's the best thing that you've ever had, the best thing that you've ever, ever had. It's the best thing that you've ever had; the best thing you've had has gone away. Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry. Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry.

I can feel it coming down.

I don't wanna be your friend, I just wanna be your lover; no matter how it ends, no matter how it starts. Forget about your house of cards, and I'll do mine; forget about your house of cards, and I'll do mine. Fall off the table, and get swept under; denial, denial. The infrastructure will collapse from voltage spikes; throw your keys in the bowl, kiss your husband good night. Forget about your house of cards, and I'll do mine; forget about your house of cards, and I'll do mine. Fall off the table, and get swept under; denial, denial, denial, denial. Your ears are burning; denial, denial.

All I needed was you.

I'm the next act, waiting in the wings. I'm an animal trapped in your hot car. I am all the days that you choose to ignore. You are all I need, you are all I need. I'm in the middle of your picture, lying in the reeds. I'm a moth who just wants to share your light. I'm just an insect trying to get out of the night. I only stick with you, because there are no others. You are all I need, you're all I need. I'm in the middle your picture, lying in the reeds. It's all wrong, it's all right, it's all wrong.

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Aunque me duela hasta la oreja derecha, increíble Oasis ayer ♥

Flower, the pain will wash away.

Appliances have gone berserk, I cannot keep up treading on people's toes, snot-nosed little punk. And I can't face the evening straight, you can offer me escape; houses move and houses speak; if you take me there, you'll get relief, relief, relief, relief. And if I'm gonna talk, I just want to talk; please don't interrupt, just sit back and listen. It's too much, too bright, too powerful; too much, too bright, too powerful.

It's just like she's in another world.

Her green plastic watering can for her fake Chinese rubber plant, in the fake plastic earth that she bought from a rubber man in a town full of rubber plans to get rid of itself. It wears her out, it wears her out; it wears her out, it wears her out. She lives with a broken man, a cracked polystyrene man who just crumbles and burns. He used to do surgery for girls in the eighties, but gravity always wins. And it wears him out, it wears him out; it wears him out, it wears. He looks like the real thing, he tastes like the real thing; my fake plastic love. But I can't help the feeling, I could blow through the ceiling if I just turn and run. And it wears me out, it wears me out; it wears me out, it wears me out. And if I could be who you wanted, if I could be who you wanted, all the time, all the time.

Wait, they don't love you like I love you.

I'll drown my beliefs to have you be in peace. I'll dress like your niece and wash your swollen feet; just don't leave, don't leave. I'm not living, I'm just killing time; your tiny hands, your crazy kitten smile. Just don't leave, don't leave. And true love waits in haunted attics, and true love lives on lollipops and crisps. Just don't leave, don't leave; just don't leave, don't leave.

I know I should forget, but I can't.

Please forget the words that I just blurted out; it wasn't me, it was my strange and creeping doubt. It keeps rattling my cage, and there's nothing in this world will keep it down. Even though I might, even thought I try, I can't. Even though I might, even thought I try, I can't. So many things that keep, that keep me underground; so many words that I, that I can never find. If you give up on me now, I'll be gutted like I've never been before. And even though I might, even thought I try, I can't. Even though I might, even thought I try, I can't. If you give up on me now, I'll be gutted like I've never been before.

Because this magic place is calling your name.

In pitch dark I go walking in your landscape, broken branches trip me as I speak. Just cos you feel it doesn't mean it's there, just cos you feel it doesn't mean it's there. There's always a siren singing you to ship, wreck, don't reach out, don't reach out. Stay away from these rocks we'd be a walking disaster, don't reach out, don't reach out. Just cos you feel it doesn't mean it's there, there's someone on your shoulder. There, there, why so green and lonely? Heaven sent you to me. We are accidents waiting, waiting to happen.

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24/3 (L)

You, lost and lonely.

When you were here before, couldn't look you in the eye. You're just like an angel, your skin makes me cry. You float like a feather in a beautiful world. I wish I was special. You're so fucking special. But I 'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here. I don't care if it hurts, I want to have control. I want a perfect body, I want a perfect soul; I want you to notice when I'm not around. You're so fucking special. I wish I was special, but I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here. He's running out again, he's running out. Whatever makes you happy, whatever you want. You're so fucking special. I wish I was special, but I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here. I don't belong here.