I'm sick, you're tired

    • [Gelöschter Benutzer] schrieb...
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    • 19. Aug. 2009, 17:23

    I'm sick, you're tired

    Let's dance.

    Post your favourite Emily Haines lyrics.

  • crowd surf off a cliff

    Cursed with a love that you can’t express. It’s not for a fuck or a
    Rather give the world away than wake up lonely,.

    it doesn't matter if I am in a great mood or not, this song makes me cry everytime I listen to it..
    Emily Haines is master when it comes to writing good lyrics.

    ''Jesus died for somebody's sins, but not mine.''-Patti Smith
    • vegetarek schrieb...
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    • 24. Nov. 2009, 21:24
    There are so many skirts under the table, none of these long legs are mine.

  • "When I'm on will you rescue me? I watch that telethon, got hung up on the word, can't get it over."

  • Capitalize on a novelty, cheap, pink spotlight. Is it alright?

    • S0PHIE92 schrieb...
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    • 26. Jan. 2010, 13:18
    Sophie left me in a bar at the bottom of the world, only cause it's got my name in it :)

    I should be living, giving my mind a chance to rewind and play back beautiful music.
  • Will we always be like little kids,
    running grove to grove, asking,
    "Who loves me? Don't know who loves me."
    It's pathetic, it's impossible.
    Like girls in stilettos trying to run.

  • when the daylight's like fluorescent light
    I hang my hands over your eyes, to hide.

  • where do you live? love is a place, she says. ask yourself, ask anyone

  • Don't even visit that place they'll sharpen the teeth on your smile.

  • "Choose the highest bidder was my answer
    When they told me I was up for sale"

    Soft Rock Star

    • Matias23_ schrieb...
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    • 27. Apr. 2012, 16:24
    Looking on the bright side, when there is no bright side.
    Well that's Metric.. so..

    With all the luck you've had.. why are your songs so sad?
    - Reading in bed.

  • Now that you're wallet is all lit up (x9)

    loljk. I meant:

    If she weren't writing in blood she'd bring him her jokes, a new liver, and a shovel for the mud. If he were not knee-deep in mud, he'd bring her his drugs, he'd get her a typewriter.

    Words couldn't describe how brilliant it is.

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