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( married to the music )
#stanmamamoo2k16 #streamdecalcomanie #buymemoryonitunes
the ♪ music ♪ meme
1. post your character(s)
2. reply to others with songs you think suit their character, your cr together, whatever!
3. profit
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feelslikeimspilling
2016-11-09 12:17 am (UTC)
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Get Scared - Promlematic
This sums up their CR at the moment for sure.
The cure for pain is in the pain,
so it's there that you'll find me.
Until again I forget,
and again he reminds me,
"Hear my voice in your head,
and think of me kindly."
Let me be, let me be..
Lowered down like a casket
and buried just below her chest.
"Whatever I was searching for,
it was never you," she says.
The record ended long ago,
we go on dancing nonetheless.
I opened like a locket,
"If you're ever cold," I wrote,
"there's warmth inside me.
I'm the pocket of an old winter coat."
But where she used to say "I need you."
Now...."I don't."
You'd only make the softest sound,
like sugar pouring into tea.
Darling let your Self pour down
and dissolve into the Love
who revealed himself there quietly to me...
(Jesus have mercy on us.)
And that's just the feeling he gets for her :/
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This sums up their CR at the moment for sure.
The cure for pain is in the pain,
so it's there that you'll find me.
Until again I forget,
and again he reminds me,
"Hear my voice in your head,
and think of me kindly."
Let me be, let me be..
Lowered down like a casket
and buried just below her chest.
"Whatever I was searching for,
it was never you," she says.
The record ended long ago,
we go on dancing nonetheless.
I opened like a locket,
"If you're ever cold," I wrote,
"there's warmth inside me.
I'm the pocket of an old winter coat."
But where she used to say "I need you."
Now...."I don't."
You'd only make the softest sound,
like sugar pouring into tea.
Darling let your Self pour down
and dissolve into the Love
who revealed himself there quietly to me...
(Jesus have mercy on us.)
And that's just the feeling he gets for her :/