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it's too late, it's too late;
you've got another one coming
and it's gonna be the same.




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Read All About It (part iii) | Emeli Sandé
you’ve got a heart as loud as lions,
so why let your voice be tamed?
baby, we’re a little different,
there’s no need to be ashamed.
you’ve got the light to fight the shadows,
so stop hiding it away.
come on, come on.
# music # soul
Smoke & Mirrors | Gotye
you’re a fraud and you know it,
but it’s too good to throw it all away.
anyone would do the same;
you’ve got ‘em going
and you’re careful not to show it.
So Cold | Nikisha Reyes ft. Ben Cocks
it’s so quiet here, and i feel so cold;
this house no longer feels like home.
# music # pop
By Your Side | GAYNGs (Sade Cover)
when you’re on the outside, baby, and you can’t get in,
i will show you, you’re so much better than you know;
when you’re lost and you’re alone, and you can’t get back again,
i will find you, darling, and i will bring you home.
# music # soul
Forever and Almost Always | Kate Voegele
so you’ll be mine forever and almost always,
and i’ll be fine, just love me when you can.
and i’ll wait patiently,
i’ll wake up every day just hoping that you still care.
Wherever You Will Go | Charlene Soraia
so lately, been wondering,
who will be there to take my place.
when i’m gone, you’ll need love
to light the shadows on your face.

if a great wave shall fall,
it would fall upon us all,
and between the sand and stone,
could you make it on your own?
# music # pop
Myspace Girl | The Afters
i saw your picture on myspace;
maybe someday, we can turn it into our space, baby.
i don’t care how long it takes,
i’m saving space in my top eight for you.
No One’s Gonna Love You | Band of Horses
but someone, they could have warned you;
when things start splitting at the seams,
and now the whole thing’s tumbling down.
Reno | Gods of Macho
ain’t nobody gonna spread my jam,
ain’t nobody gonna flim my flam.
# music # rock
Pollen & Salt | Daphne Loves Derby
and somewhere on coastlines unknown to me,
you paint your dreams
with reds and blues and greens;
yeah, you’re painting daffodils by the sea,
without me..