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quarta-feira, 13 de março de 2024
Porridge Radio - Birthday Party
A fear of death, a fear of dying
Why won't the dog pick up the stick?
Panic sweats you wake up crying
Always feeling kind of sick
I want one feeling all the time
I don't want to feel a thing
And if I die then you can keep it
I won't tell you what it means
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved
I'm always playing solitaire
I always kiss you on the lips
And if I die, then you can keep it
I don't want to feel a thing
Always on my best behavior
Sometimes I can't hold it in
Always wait until it's over
I don't want to feel a thing
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
You always liked me for some reason
I don't care about a thing
Are you aware that this is broken?
I don't want to feel a thing
Invite me to your birthday party
Watch me cry across the room
I don't want to be forgotten
I don't want to be alone
A fear of death, a fear of dying
Why won't the dog pick up the stick?
Panic sweats, you wake up crying
Always feeling kind of sick
I want one feeling all the time
I don't want to feel a thing
And if I die, then you can keep it
I won't tell you what it means
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be loved
I don't wanna be loved
segunda-feira, 10 de julho de 2023
Porridge Radio - Rotten
This year the taste of apples changed and I did a bad thing
This year the taste of apples changed and I say what I need now
Trying to walk on the balls of my feet
It hurts, it hurts, my puny muscles ache
Trying to sing away my rottenness
You tell me I should go outside
You say "Get as much rest as you need
But you'd feel better if you ate the things that made you well"
Outside, outside, it's cold, it's cold
Inside, inside, I can be alone
Outside, outside, it's cold, it's cold
Inside, inside, I can be alone
This year the taste of apples changed and I did a bad thing
And I take whatever I need now
It stops the rot from spreading
It stops the rot from spreading
It stops the rot from spreading
Set the dogs on me
(It stops the rot from spreading)
I'm afraid of taking what I need (It stops the rot from spreading)
Set the dogs on me (It stops the rot from spreading)
I'm afraid of taking what I need (It stops the rot from spreading)
domingo, 27 de novembro de 2022
Porridge Radio - Splintered
I got a splinter last time I visited you
But my body pushed it out
I got a splinter last time I visited you
Didn't mean anything to you
Shouldn't mean anything to you
Don't want my body to be touched
Don't want to mean anything to you
Don't want to mean anything to you
Don't want to mean anything to you
Don't want to mean anything to you
Don't want to mean anything to you
I look up to myself
I'd do anything for you
I'd do anything for you
My body pushes it out
My body pushes it out
My body pushes it out
My body pushes it out
Don't cut me out, don't cut me out
Don't cut me out, don't cut me out
My body pushes it out
Don't cut me out, don't cut me out
My body pushes it out
I don't want to be forgiven
(You cut me out)
Just want to feel like I'm around
(You can't cut me out)
I don't want to be forgiven
(You cut me out)
I just want to feel like I can be around
Don't cut me out
Don't cut me out
Don't cut me out
Don't cut me out
Don't cut me out
Don't cut me out
Don't cut me out
Don't cut me out
Don't cut me out
My body pushes you out
(Don't cut me out, don't cut me out)
(Don't cut me out, don't cut me out)
My body pushes you out
(Don't cut me out, don't cut me out)
(Don't cut me out, don't cut me out)
(Don't cut me out, don't cut me out)
My body pushes you out
(Don't cut me out, don't cut me out)
(Don't cut me out, don't cut me out)
(Don't cut me out, don't cut me out)
My body pushes you out
sábado, 21 de maio de 2022
Porridge Radio - Back To The Radio
Lock all the windows and march up the stairs
And you're looking to me but I'm so unprepared for it
Nothing's the same and I swear that I'm haunted
It's not fair to you and it's not what I wanted
But we cannot get better
If we can't talk about it
And I miss what we were but you've closed yourself off to me
We sit here together, the same as we've always been
Laughing and talking but I want to cry to you
Laughing and talking but I want to cry to you
Sit still, do nothing, what if it mattered?
I'm trying to help without breaking or shattering
We almost got better, we're so unprepared for this
Running straight at it
I'm not the right man for this
Lock all the windows and shut all the doors
And get into the house and lie down on the cold, hard floor
Talk back to the radio, think loud in the car
I miss everything now, we're worth nothing at all
So, lock all the windows and shut all the doors
And get into the house and lie down on the cold, hard floor
Talk back to the radio, think loud in the car
I miss everything now, we're worth nothing at all
So, lock all the windows and shut all the doors
And get into the house and lie down on the cold, hard floor
Talk back to the radio, think loud in the car
I miss everything now, we're worth nothing at all
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