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Voxtrot - Kid gloves.mp3

Listen to the sounds, they're ringing out around you These are the cries of the dying breed Politics of hate you'd never get around to Blood over brains that we never need I saw you in the back, studied and relaxed Fixed in the pose like a silent stone Serenity intact, it's the feeling that I lack Life in the floors of a stable home I can trace you on paper like a sketch of a smell You're a breath to the runner in contest In close to the nerve, but you rest so far away And I have to give it up someday Every time I close my eyes, I see you in front of me Pretending in a love like this I have no choice but to put you in back of me Don't cover my footsteps Dead weight all right, I know you're no good for me Dead weight all right, I know you're no righteous leader You're dead weight all right, that's fine You get your hands off me You have to touch me with kid gloves You have to touch me with kid gloves Buy me to the wind, you talk me out of standstill I never felt so alive at once Finger to the quick, yes I can feel your hand still Pressed to the drain of the common months Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a miserable fuck Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a tireless bore Cheer me up, cheer me, I'm invisibly stuck all in myself Yes I'm a vanity whore Because it's race and it's power at the center of life We are blind to the people who need us But you're the kind of person who could understand that fault And I hope to measure you someday Every time I close my eyes, I see you in front of me Pretending in a love like this I have no choice but to put you in back of me Don't cover my footsteps Dead weight all right, I know you're no good for me Dead weight all right, I know you're no righteous leader Dead weight all right, that's fine You get your hands off me You have to touch me with kid gloves You have to touch me with kid gloves Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a miserable fuck Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a tireless bore Cheer me up, cheer me, I'm invisibly stuck all in myself Yes I'm a vanity whore When you compromise yourself like that It's dedication So even on friendship Dead weight all right, I know you're no good for me Dead weight all right, I know you're no righteous leader Dead weight all right, that's fine, you get your hands off me You have to touch me with kid gloves You have to touch me with kid gloves

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Rilo Kiley - Portions for Foxes (acoustic).mp3


There's blood in my mouth 'cause I've been biting my tongue all week I keep on talkin' trash but I never say anything And the talkin' leads to touchin' and the touchin' leads to sex and then there is no mystery left And It's bad news Baby I'm bad news I'm just bad news, bad news, bad news I know I'm alone if I'm with or without you but just bein' around you offers me another form of relief When the loneliness leads to bad dreams and the bad dreams lead me to callin' you and I call you and say "C'MERE!" And it's bad news Baby I'm bad news I'm just bad news, bad news, bad news And it's bad news Baby it's bad news It's just bad news, bad news, bad news 'Cause you're just damage control for a walking corpse like me - like you 'Cause we'll all be Portions for foxes Yeah we'll all be Portions for foxes There's a pretty young thing in front of you and she's real pretty and she's real into you and then she's sleepin' inside of you and the talkin' leads to touchin' then touchin' leads to sex and then there is no mystery left And it's bad news I don't blame you I do the same thing I get lonely too And you're bad news my friends tell me to leave you That you're bad news, bad news, bad news That you're bad news Baby you're bad news and you're bad news Baby you're bad news and you're bad news I don't care I like you and you're bad news I don't care I like you I like you