matthewandthecoast:

Ugly Casanova- Cat Faces

stacks-re:

Night On The Sun - Modest Mouse

Turn off the light ‘cause it’s night on the sun
You’re hopelessly hopeless
I hope so, for you
Well there’s one thing to know about this town
It’s five hundred miles underground; it’s alright, It’s alright,
Well there’s one thing to know about this globe
It’s bound and it’s willing to explode. it’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright.
Well there’s one thing to know about this town
Not a person doesn’t want me underground that’s alright, that’s alright, that’s alright

(Source: little-arizona)

Well all the apostles, they’re sitting in swings

Saying “I’d sell off my savior for a set of new rings,

and some sandals with a style of straps that cling best to the era.”

So all of the businessers in their unlimited hell,

where they buy and they sell, and they sell all their trash to each other

Til they’re sick of it all and they’re bankrupt on selling.

Well all of the angels they’d sell off your soul

for a pair of new wings, and anything gold

They remember the people they loved, their old friends

Well I’ve seen through it all, seen through it all, seen through most everything

All the people you knew were the actors

Well, I’ll go to college and I’ll learn some big words

And I’ll talk real loud, goddamn right I’ll be heard

And you’ll remember the guy who said all those big words he must’ve learned in college

(Source: misscook)

thequickbullet:

shortjorts:

Lives | Modest Mouse

A list of songs.

Everyone’s afraid of their own life
If you could be anything you want
I bet you’d be disappointed, am I right?
No one really knows the ones they love
If you knew everything they thought
I bet that you’d wish that they’d just shut up
Well, you were the dull sound of sharp math
When you were alive
No ones gonna play the harp when you die
And if I had a nickel for every damn dime
I’d have half the time, do you mind?
Everyone’s afraid of their own lives
If you could be anything you want
I bet you’d be disappointed, am I right?
Am I right? And it’s our lives
It’s hard to remember, it’s hard to remember
We’re alive for the first time
It’s hard to remember were alive for the last time
It’s hard to remember, it’s hard to remember
To live before you die
It’s hard to remember, it’s hard to remember
That our lives are such a short time
It’s hard to remember, it’s hard to remember
When it takes such a long time
It’s hard to remember, it’s hard to remember:
My mom’s God is a woman and my mom she is a witch
I like this
My hell comes from inside, comes from inside myself
Why fight this
Everyone’s afraid of their own lives
If you could be anything you want
I bet you’d be disappointed, am I right?

This song is like an anthem for my life or something.

(via p0pping-punk)