No matter what stupid sort of mission you're on
Well, you're not invisible inside your car
I go absolutely mental
Good ramblin' George
Well, you're not invisible inside your car
No matter, you could breathe it like your flies in a jar
Yeah, you're not invisible
I like the saline tea
Well, it's true that the moon could pull it back and far away from me
I should just let it be
"Invisible" - Modest Mouse
No matter what stupid sort of mission you're on
Well, you're not invisible inside your car
I go absolutely mental
Good ramblin' George
Well, you're not invisible inside your car
No matter, you could breathe it like your flies in a jar
Yeah, you're not invisible
I like the saline tea
Well, it's true that the moon could pull it back and far away from me
I should just let it be
"Invisible" - Modest Mouse
You were drivin' the getaway car
We were flyin', but we'd never get far
Don't pretend it's such a mystery
Think about the place where you first met me
Ridin' in a getaway car
Getaway Car- Taylor Swift
You were drivin' the getaway car
We were flyin', but we'd never get far
Don't pretend it's such a mystery
Think about the place where you first met me
Ridin' in a getaway car
Getaway Car- Taylor Swift
Counting down all the days
Until i make it out of this haze
Brain fog makes it blurry in the day
Blurry in the day
It’s a downward spiral to my happy place
Why do I have to endure the pain
Oh why oh Why
"Glory" - Unlike Pluto
Counting down all the days
Until i make it out of this haze
Brain fog makes it blurry in the day
Blurry in the day
It’s a downward spiral to my happy place
Why do I have to endure the pain
Oh why oh Why
"Glory" - Unlike Pluto
I'm too sweet to be salty about it
Too sour to be happy without it
I'm just here for your entertainment
I spit my teeth out on the pavement
Am I good enough for you
Am I good enough for you
I don't owe you anything
But I give you everything
Watch you pile it up and sing
(Thanks, I hate it)
No, you're never satisfied
Now you wanna run and hide
Can't you look me in the eyes and say
(Thanks, I hate it)
Thanks, I Hate It | Simple Creatures
I'm too sweet to be salty about it
Too sour to be happy without it
I'm just here for your entertainment
I spit my teeth out on the pavement
Am I good enough for you
Am I good enough for you
I don't owe you anything
But I give you everything
Watch you pile it up and sing
(Thanks, I hate it)
No, you're never satisfied
Now you wanna run and hide
Can't you look me in the eyes and say
(Thanks, I hate it)
Thanks, I Hate It | Simple Creatures
I don't wanna know your name
'Cause you don't look the same
The way you did before
Okay, you think you got a pretty face
But the rest of you is out of place
You looked alright before
Fox on the run
You scream and everybody comes a-running
Take a run and hide yourself away
Foxy on the run
F-foxy
Fox on the run
And hide away
Fox on the Run - Sweet
I don't wanna know your name
'Cause you don't look the same
The way you did before
Okay, you think you got a pretty face
But the rest of you is out of place
You looked alright before
Fox on the run
You scream and everybody comes a-running
Take a run and hide yourself away
Foxy on the run
F-foxy
Fox on the run
And hide away
Fox on the Run - Sweet
Kero (they/end/ender/nether/lun/lunar/voi/void)
Yo, pretty packages of frosted delights
Look, it comes with a toy, he-he, I like that
I want a number four, a number six, and throw in a plastic dough-nut
Just enjoy the gritty crunch, it tastes just like chicken
Superfast Jellyfish - Gorillaz
Yo, pretty packages of frosted delights
Look, it comes with a toy, he-he, I like that
I want a number four, a number six, and throw in a plastic dough-nut
Just enjoy the gritty crunch, it tastes just like chicken
Superfast Jellyfish - Gorillaz
Yeah, you can call me lover boy
They say I throw my heart around
And you can be my lover girl
I'll pick you up, drive you around
Loverboy - A-Wall
Yeah, you can call me lover boy
They say I throw my heart around
And you can be my lover girl
I'll pick you up, drive you around
Loverboy - A-Wall
Well, I still taste you on my lips
Lovely bitter water
The terrible fire of old regret is honey on my tongue
And I know I shouldn't love you
I know I shouldn't love you but I do
I feel it in my soul
I feel the empty hole
The cup that can't be filled
And I feel it in my blood
In the fire and the flood
The beast that can't be killed
Bitter Water | The Oh Hellos
Well, I still taste you on my lips
Lovely bitter water
The terrible fire of old regret is honey on my tongue
And I know I shouldn't love you
I know I shouldn't love you but I do
I feel it in my soul
I feel the empty hole
The cup that can't be filled
And I feel it in my blood
In the fire and the flood
The beast that can't be killed
Bitter Water | The Oh Hellos
I used to run through the sand
Campfire stars in the distance
And I'd gaze into the darkness
And wonder about the void
And I'm haunted by that memory
Of who I used to be
So gleeful
So blank
So ready
I was empty then
And I'm empty now
But it's not the same at all
My head was filled with stories
Of swimming and singing on the moon
And I'd stay up all night long
I'd stay up all night long
Tango Dancer from Ghost Quartet
I used to run through the sand
Campfire stars in the distance
And I'd gaze into the darkness
And wonder about the void
And I'm haunted by that memory
Of who I used to be
So gleeful
So blank
So ready
I was empty then
And I'm empty now
But it's not the same at all
My head was filled with stories
Of swimming and singing on the moon
And I'd stay up all night long
I'd stay up all night long
Tango Dancer from Ghost Quartet
Welcome home, it's been a while
Do you miss your head?
With your tattered clothes
And your bloody nose
Aren't you glad to be rid of the smell?
Not at all
Not at all
I'll miss the fog through headlight wash
And bed, and breath, and touch
But I'll brave it out
Yeah, I'll brave it out
There's no use getting down
"Bloody Nose" - Jack Conte
Welcome home, it's been a while
Do you miss your head?
With your tattered clothes
And your bloody nose
Aren't you glad to be rid of the smell?
Not at all
Not at all
I'll miss the fog through headlight wash
And bed, and breath, and touch
But I'll brave it out
Yeah, I'll brave it out
There's no use getting down
"Bloody Nose" - Jack Conte