What song fits your current mood? vs Unashamed Desire

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The musical soundtrack to "One Flew Over The Cuckoos Nest." Starring Jack Nicholson on bass.

Actually, "Manic Depression" by Hendrix is more apt.
 
The XX - Angels

Light reflects from your shadow
It is more than I thought could exist
You move through the room
Like breathing was easy
If someone believed me

They would be as in love with you as I am
They would be as in love with you as I am
They would be in love, love, love

And everyday I am learning about you
The things that no one else sees
And the end comes too soon
Like dreaming of angels
And leaving without them

And with words unspoken
A silent devotion
I know you know what I mean
And the end is unknown
But I think I'm ready
As long as you're with me
 
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So true funny how it seems
Always in time, but never in line for dreams.
Head over heels when toe to toe.
This is the sound of my soul,
This is the sound

I bought a ticket to the world,
But now I've come back again
Why do I find it hard to write the next line?
Oh I want the truth to be said


With a thrill in my head and a pill on my tongue
Dissolve the nerves that just begun
Listening to Marvin (all night long)
This is the sound of my soul,
This is the sound...

Always slipping from my hands,
Sands of time I've been told
Take your seats & I'll write the next line
Oh I want the truth to be known


I bought a ticket to the world,
But now I've come back again
Why do I find it hard to write the next line?
Oh I want the truth to be said

Huh huh huh hu-uh huh
I know this much is true
Huh huh huh hu-uh huh
I know this much is true

This much is true



Bringing down the tone of trendy music in TDS since 2010 and giving but a tiny fuck...this much is true

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"Convenience Stores" - Buddy Wakefield
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We both know the smell of a convenience store at 4 a.m. like the backs
of alotta hands.
She sells me trucker crack/Mini-Thins (it's like Vivarin).
She doesn't make me feel awkward about it.
She can tell it's been a long drive and it's only gonna get longer.
Offers me a free cup of coffee, but I never touch the stuff.
Besides, I'm gonna need more speed than that.

We notice each other’s smiles immediately.
It's our favorite thing for people to notice--our smiles.
It's all either one of us has to offer.
You can see it in the way our cheeks stretch out like arms
wanting nothing more than to say, "You are welcome here."

She shows brittle nicotine teeth with spaces between each one.
Her fingers are bony, there's no rings on 'em, and she'd love to get her nails done someday.
One time she had her hair fixed.
They took out the grease, made it real big on top, and feathered it.
She likes it like that.
She'll never be fully informed on some things just like I will never understand
who really buys Moon Pies, or those rolling, wrinkled, dried-up sausages.
But then again, she's been here a lot longer than me.
She's seen everything
from men who grow dread locks out of their top lips
to children who look like cigarettes.

I give her my money.
I wait for my change.
But I feel like there's something more happening here."
 
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