Fontaines D.C. - Death Kink (slowed)

Request

Radiohead - Everything In Its Right Place

about a girl

lyrics:
youre so perfect it makes my eyes bleed
i know you saw me across the floor
having panic attacks 
wish i could take it back
i cant do this no more (x2)

let me out
i dont wanna go
just let me out
i dont feel
just let me out
put me down
just let me out 

take me to the park and dumb it down
i dont want to know the details
just give it to me
tell me the truth
you want me to leave

what does this mean (x3)
i dont really care anymore

you want me to leave
you find me insufferable
you remind me just why i hate the fall
is that all 
just a joke to you
what do you want from me
offer me nothing

i hate the fall

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Lyrics -

Don't wanna break it, don't wanna start it over again, we really wouldn't get far
We started over, we both know how it goes in the end, I'm dying when you say so
Don't wanna break it, don't wanna break it, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Don't wanna break it, don't wanna start it over again, we really wouldn't get far

Now I'm in a party, bout two months ago I'd be in your arms
Lil baby's scared of the dark, and now she's all alone
Hold on let me count these caps, you've had a point and a half
It's really hard not to laugh, but in the morning you'll be yelling and screaming and punching the walls

I'm trying to hold you, and help you, you break in the door
I gave you everything you asked, and you still left me on the doorstep
Should of listened when he said that you were dumb and you were worthless

Don't wanna break it, don't wanna start it over again, we really wouldn't get far
We started over, we both know how it goes in the end, I'm dying when you say so
Don't wanna break it, don't wanna break it, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Don't wanna break it, don't wanna start it over again, we really wouldn't get far

Don't talk to my face like that, you're kind of dead to me
Don't call my phone again, you're not ahead of me
I miss the old you, you hate her don't you
I wish you'd stuck to your head when you're supposed to

Talk to me straight, no riddle
Feel small like Stuart Little
Feel shit like Todoroki, you don't e really know me
You never really liked me, I just seemed enticing
I ain't tryna fuck with someone that I don't even know
We touching on the dance floor, hold up wait a minute
She pull me in we holding hands, this time I really feel it
I ain't feel love for a while, so what do I know
But all I'm saying is a see you when my eyes closed

Don't wanna break it, don't wanna start it over again, we really wouldn't get far
We started over, we both know how it goes in the end, I'm dying when you say so
Don't wanna break it, don't wanna break it, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Don't wanna break it, don't wanna start it over again, we really wouldn't get far

We really wouldn't, We really wouldn't
We really wouldn't get far
We really wouldn't, We really wouldn't
We really wouldn't get far

She said, I need a man, I wanna claw out his eyes
He'll do whatever I want, well at least for a while
You should buy him a drink for every line that you cross
So baby spin your web, my little spider of lies
She said, I want a car, but baby can't even drive
She want the wind in her hair, without the sun in her eyes

prod. peril <3 


Started Over

Revenants of the Lowground

A haunted transmission begins...

[The Story]
They rise where the light dies.
In the shadows of the swamps, where banjos fork off like dark veins and the mud still hums with memory – the Blues Revenants return.
Born from static, rusty but never silent, they travel through high-voltage lines, feeding on forgotten frequencies.
From the old riverbeds to broken radios, their sound crawls into every speaker, every socket, every pulse.
Not a resurrection. A reckoning with today.
This is the original blues – rewired and alive, now echoing through your own static line.

[The Invitation]
This is the first interactive blues-rock album of its kind.
Selected tracks come in multiple shapes – raw cuts, looped edits, recharged versions.

You decide which ones survive.
Like your favorite version. Help it climb.

Your vote carries the hum into the world.


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Lucy Fare