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YOU'LL NEED THOSE FINGERS FOR CROSSING. los campesinos
rip the flesh from your bones,
wind me down,
drive me home
dump me side of the road if I'm too annoying
wear your best suit, all these people are watching
oh baby, you'll need all those fingers for crossing
i'm sucking your last words from the back of your throat -
so perfect, so bitter, we laugh then we choke
HATEFUCK. the bravery
if I put my hands around your wrists, would you fight them?
if I put my fingers in your mouth, would you bite them?
so many things that i would do if i had my way with you
and there will be no tenderness, no tenderness
there will be no tenderness, no tenderness
i will show no mercy for you,
you had no mercy for me
the only thing that i ask, love me mercilessly
BAD ROMANCE. lady gaga
i want your ugly
i want your disease
i want your everything
as long as it's free
i want your love
love love love i want your love
NOT THAT BIG. temposhark
i can't wait to come around to raise the stakes
i truly love a fight that's won before it's started; so much fun
i can't stay in case i read your inner page
don't tell me i'm a right that's wrong
i'd better put my jeans back on…
DON'T CRY OUT. shiny toy guns
ten nine eight and i'm breaking away
i'm all dressed up and i'm ready to play
seven six five four and i'm all over you
counting three two one and i'm having fun
don't cry out
ceasefire
LUST A PRIMA VISTA. the spill canvas
crack open a bottle of red
let's toast to this here bed
offer up your hand
my one night, two month, three year stand
HI. psapp
compulsive
and every page I turn i want more
i never know the next thing in store
'cos you excite me like a locked door does
like a limpet
i want to take your voice and drink it
there doesn't seem to be a limit
to all the things that i could do
DISCIPLINE. nine inch nails
am i - am i still tough enough?
feels like I'm wearing down, down, down, down, down
is my viciousness,
losing ground, ground, ground, ground, ground...
i see you left a mark,
up and down my skin, skin, skin
i don't know where i end,
and where you begin
KISS WITH A FIST. florence and the machine
my black eye casts no shadow
your red eye sees no pain
your slaps don't stick, your kicks don't hit
so we remain the same
blood sticks and sweat drips
break the lock if it don't fit
a kick in the teeth is good for some
a kiss with a fist is better than none
THE BITTER END. placebo
every step we take that's synchronized
every broken bone
reminds me of the second time
that I followed you home...
see you at the bitter end