"My hand to God

I didn’t mean to

After all

Look what we’ve been through

Men come in different shades

That’s how we’re made

The little house on Ellis Drive

Is where I felt most alive

The oak tree covered that old Ford

I miss it Lord,

I miss it Lord

These blood red eyes

Don’t see so good

But what’s worse is if they could

Would I change my ways?

Wasted times and broken dreams

Violent colors so obscene

It’s all I see these days

These days"

Just a deep and profound expression of regret for misconduct towards another, a special person, and the feeling of tremendous loss that comes from the inevitable, irrevocable, change there from.

I know it all too well.

Vicarious by TOOL

Eye on the TV, 'cause tragedy thrills me

Whatever flavor it happens to be like

“Killed by the husband”

“Drowned by the ocean”

“Shot by his own son”

"She used a poison in his tea

Then kissed him goodbye"

That’s my kind of story

It’s no fun 'til someone dies

Cause I need to watch things die

From a distance

Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies

You all need it too, don’t lie

My time is a piece of wax Falling on a termite Who’s choking on the splinters

~Beck, “Loser”

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Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose.

~Kris Kristofferson, Me and Bobby McGee

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The people who love me still ask me, “When are you coming back to town?” I answer, “Quite frankly, when they stop building roads, And all God needs is gravity to hold me down.”

~Alison Kraus, “Gravity”

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Four hundred years later, I learned about my roots, And how they traded in their white sheets for badges and blue suits

~Onyx, “Getto Mentalitee”

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Is your mother worried? Would you like us to assign someone to worry your mother?

~Chaise Longue by Wet Leg

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You want me to love you in moderation Do I look moderate to you?

~Florence + The Machine, “Moderation”

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And the salt in my wounds Isn’t burning anymore than it used to. It’s not that I don’t feel the pain It’s just I’m not afraid of hurting anymore.

~Paramore, “Last Hope”

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the shit hasn’t even begun to hit the fan.

~Incubus, from “Consequence”

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I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve. I have a history of losing my shirt.

~“One Week” by the Barenaked Ladies

“the dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had” - Bad Word (Tears for Fears)

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“Well, Americans don’t care for much of anything
Land and water the least
And animal life is low on the totem pole
With human life not worth more than infected yeast,”

“Americans don’t care too much for beauty
They’ll shit in a river, dump battery acid in a stream
They’ll watch dead rats wash up on the beach Complain if they can’t swim” - Last Great American Whale (Lou Reed)

the entire songs is magnificent

Kill him. Fucking kill him. Kill him already kill him. Kill him already. Kill him already. Kill him. JUST FUCKING KILL HIM. FUCKING KILL HIM.

Shellac - Prayer to god

I sing this almost daily when I read the news.

Insanity laughs under pressure we’re breaking

Queen - Under Pressure

A gift shop at the gun range, a mass shooting at the mall

Bo Burnham - That Funny Feeling

(Honestly every line in that song is golden)

Is this how it is?
Is this how it’s always been?
To exist in the face of suffering and death
And somehow still keep singing?

Florence + The Machine - Free

Also:

I did my best, tried to impress, my childhood dream made flesh
And my dresses and my flowering sadness, so like a woman to profit from her madness
I was only beautiful under the lights, only powerful there
Burned down at thirty-six
Why did you dig me up for this?

Florence + The Machine - One of the Greats

There’s a tool for everything A sawzall can set you free

There’s copper in the hills, you ain’t gotta mine it. Just a pickup truck in the dead of night. Birds of a feather, they’ll flock and cry but the metal man don’t care which way you fly.

-sawzall v surveillance, Nathan evans fox

"And on I read, until the day was gone.

And I sat in regret of all the things I’ve done.

For all that I’ve blessed, and all that I’ve wronged.

In dreams until my death I will wander on."

Audioslave, Like A Stone.

“We’ll buy some drugs and watch a band / then jump in the river holding hands”

so practically this whole song (sorta half and really half of a half. its complicated) from jethro tull just becomes more and more relevant every year as the dystopia increases:

There’s the stillness of death on a deathly unliving sea
And the motor car magical world long since ceased to be
When the Eve-bitten apple returned to destroy the tree

Incestuous ancestry’s charabanc ride
Spawning new millions throws the world on its side
Supporting their far-flung illusion, the national curse
And those with no sandwiches please get off the bus

The excrement bubbles
The century’s slime decays
And the brainwashing government lackeys
Would have us say
It’s under control and we’ll soon be on our way
To a grand year for babies and quiz panel games
Of the hot hungry millions you’ll be sure to remain

The natural resources are dwindling and no one grows old
And those with no homes to go to, please dig yourself holes

We brag on having bread, but none of us are bakers We all talk having greens, but none of us own acres If none of us own acres, and none of us grow wheat Then who will feed our people when our people need to eat?

Killer Mike ~ Ronald Reagan

And if you choose not to decide you still have made a choice

~ Rush- Freewill

That line helped kick my ass into gear and actually start living the life I wanted instead of sitting paralyzed by my fears

Love is watching someone die

~ Death Cab for Cutie - What Sarah Said

That song just kinda broke me after watching my mom slowly die of cancer

She could have turned out to be almost anything, with the possible exception of what I wanted her to be. Jackson Browne

On y a mis la tête contre une brique Que même la brique, elle a eu mal

Which can be translated to

We smashed his head against a brick So hard even the brick got hurt

(From Renaud, Deuxième Génération)