It's Friday, I'm in playlist.

en playlist för en fin fredagskväll i soffan:

• The postal service - Such great heights
• The lemonheads - Being around
• Kent - Columbus
• Ass - Don't you tell a word
• Ladyhawk - Sad eyes/blue eyes
• Azure Ray - November
• Band of horses - The great salt lake
• The bird and the bee - Again & Again
• Bright Eyes - I Will Be Grateful For This Day
• J Mascis + Friends - If That's How It's Gotta Be
• The Wannadies - The beast cures the lover
• Danny george wilson - Beauty In This Town

(och att det nästan bara är artister från början av alfabetet
beror på att jag bara kommit så långt med inläggandet av
musik till itunes (med nätverkshårddisk tar det typ 2-3 minuter
per album(tagit en vecka att få in de 6000 låtar som är där nu. yay)))

7 am

Jag sjunger kasst.

Jag spelar kasst.

Mina gitarrer är kassa.

Jag är kass.

Jag borde spela om en hel del, men jag orkar inte.

Jag ger upp, som vanligt.

text?

visst

It's 7 a clock in the morning

I'm doing whatever I can do be okay

I feel so restless for tomorrow

I hope it turns to be a good day

It's 7 a clock in the morning

I should just stayed in the bed

I feel so helpess for my sorrow

cause as usual it got to my head

I feel like rewind

I feel like untie

the rope from my neck

from the lamp in my hallway



It's 10 a clock in the morning

I'm doing whatever I can do be okay

I feel so restless for today

I honestly don't know what to say

It's 10 a clock in the morning

I should never left my bed

I feel so helpless and boring

cause as usual you got ahead

I feel like stop

I feel like drop

the knife from my throat

and put it on yours





Would you cry for me my love?

Could you understand what I'm saying to you?

x2



It's something like midnight

It feels like my life is over

I'm drunk as hell now

please stop me from going sober

It's something like midnight

I should never left myself

I feel so pretty and lovely

no, I dont think I need help

I feel like more

I feel like adore

the vodka in my glass

cause it makes me feel glad



Would you cry for me my love?

Could you understand what I'm saying to you?

x2

Would you love me after a while?

Could you tell me that for the rest of your life?

x2

Southern state

Det finns stunder då låtar bara slår en med häpnad och man inte kan undvika att ryckas med så man bara måste dansa/gråta/skrika/whatever
Southern state till exempel. Nu satt man ju dock på bussen när den kom igång så det var bara att bita ihop.

Well, the songs you sung spiraled and hung round like echoes or ripples on a pond
So you circled the globe spent a year on the road without ever going home
More than a couple of days then you leave right away
Run to a girl you barely know
But you like how she sings and you can't help but think
That there is something that she knows and could teach you
Well, you're sleeping in that southern state
Where the bars are filled with people you can't hate
But try as you try and you still can't relate to them
You drink that whiskey down as they ask you
Are you who you say you are?
The fact that we can't tell makes us like you even more
So you are trying again or just visiting friends
One had just had his heart broke
For the first time in his life he realized there are times
When you can't make it alone
So now you are giving advice as if you had the right
To use a word like love
It's a negotiable term, what gets said is not what is heard
So it's different then for everyone
But you've been hanging around that college town with your new life your new lover you found
And you are keeping her up at night bringing her down
She'll watch you drink yourself to death but she won't ask you
Is this really what you want?
Or are you just sticking with it now cause it's all you got?