Saturday, December 19, 2009

Oh that trumpet.

When you're the one that I've kept closest.

Hot Hot. Yowza.

We're howling forever.

Some good ole..

Modest Mouse



Night On The Sun
So turn off the light because it's night on the sun
You're hopelessly hopeless
I hope so, for you
Freeze your blood and then stab it into in two
Stab your blood into me and blend
I eat my own blood and get filled up
Get filled up; I get filled up on me and end
So turn off the light because it's night on the sun
You're hopelessly hopeless
I hope so, for you




Broke
Broke account so I broke a sweat
I've bought some things that I sort of regret about now
Broke your glasses, but it broke the ice
You said that I was an asshole and I paid the price
Broken hearts want broken necks
I've done some things that I want to forget but I can't
Broke my pace and ran out of time
Sometimes I'm so full of shit that it should be a crime
Broke a promise because my car broke down
Such a classic excuse, it should be bronze by now
Broke up, and I'm relieved somehow
It's the end of the discussions that just go round and round
And round, and round, and round, and round
And round, and round, it shouldn't have been anyway
No way, no way, that's right, that's right
Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, uh no, no
Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, uh no, no
It was like everything was evidence of broken time
You're living on fancy wine
You'll drink that turpentine
You're starting conversations
You don't even know the topic



Whenever I Breathe Out, You Breathe In
I didn't go to work for a month
I didn't leave my bed for eight days straight
I haven't hung out with anyone
Because if I did, I'd have nothing to say

I didn't feel angry or depressed
I didn't feel anything at all
I didn't want to go to bed
And I didn't want to stay up late

When you're living your life, well, that's the price you pay
Whenever I breathe out, you're breathing it in
Whenever I speak out, you're speaking out

Sunday, December 13, 2009