Friday, November 12, 2010

'your heat's a bit of a mess.'







Regina Spektor, a long with a few others, have been my staple
diet for the last few weeks. They make things slightly worse, but in the best kind of way, so that it's almost comforting or better?
that doesn't make much sense, but i know that if you listen to
this song, you'd be able to at least feel how beautiful the song is, if nothing else.
[eet.]
[tst tst.]
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It's like forgetting the words to your favorite song.
You can't believe it; you were always singing along.
It was so easy and the words so sweet.
You can't remember; you try to feel the beat.

Bee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-
Eet eet eet.
Ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-
Eet eet eet.

You spend half of your life trying to fall behind.
You're using your headphones to drown out your mind.
It was so easy and the words so sweet.
You can't remember; you try to move your feet.

Ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-
Eet eet eet.
Ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-
Eet eet eet.

*musical interlude*

Someone's deciding whether or not to steal.
He opens a window just to feel the chill.
He hears that outside a small boy just started to cry
'Cause it's his turn, but his brother won't let him try.

*musical interlude*

It's like forgetting the words to your favorite song.
You can't believe it; you were always singing along.
It was so easy and the words so sweet.
You can't remember; you try to move your feet.
It was so easy and the words so sweet.
You can't remember; you try to feel the beat...

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[these photographs are of Regina Spektor, they were taken from google. Where i then edited them, i.e: put them into polaroids.]

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