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Out of my league - Fitz and the tantrums (nightcore) '

Wavves Nightcore

Green Eyes (Sped Up) - Wavves

Drive boy, dive boy
Dirty numb angel boy
In the doorway boy
She was a lipstick boy
She was a beautiful boy
And tears boy
And all in your inner space boy
You had
Hand girls boy
And steel boy
You had chemicals boy
I've grown so close to you
Boy and you just groan boy
She said come over, come over

She smiled at you boy
Drive boy, dive boy
Dirty numb angel boy
In the doorway boy
She was a lipstick boy
She was a beautiful boy
And tears boy
And all in your inner space boy
You had
Hand girls boy
And steel boy
You had chemicals boy

I've grown so close to you

Boy and you just groan boy
She said come over, come over
She smiled at you boy

Let your feelings slip boy
But never your mask boy
Random blonde bio high density random
Blonde boy blonde country blonde high density
You are my drug boy
You're real boy
Speak to me and boy dog
Dirty numb cracking boy
You getting wet boy
Big, big time boy

Acid bear boy
Babes and babes and babes and babes and babes
And remembering nothing boy
You like my tear hole boy

It gets wet like an angel
Derailed
(You got a velvet mouth
You're so succulent and beautiful
Shimmering and dirty
Wonderful and hot times
On your telephone line
And God and everything
On your telephone
And in walks an angel)

And look at me mum
Squatting pissed in a tube hole at Tottenham Court Road
I just come out of The Ship
Talking to the most
Blonde I ever met
Shouting
Lager, lager, lager, lager
Shouting
Lager lager, lager lager
Shouting
Lager, lager, lager, lager
Shouting
Lager, lager, lager
Shouting

Mega, mega white thing
Mega, mega white thing
Mega, mega white thing
Mega, mega

Shouting lager, lager, lager, lager
Mega, mega white thing
Mega, mega white thing
So many things to see and do
In the tube hole true
Blonde going back to Romford

Mega, mega, mega going back to Romford
How am I at having fun?
I know why you're on your way
To a new tension
Headache

Underworld Nightcore

Born Slippy (Nuxx) [Sped Up] - Underworld

The Clash Nightcore

Rudie Can't Fail (Sped Up) - The Clash

The Strokes Nightcore

Is This It (Sped Up) - The Strokes

bikini kill - for tammy rae

That’s not what I meant to say at all 
I mean, I’m sick of meaning 
I just wanna hold you 

But that’s not what I wanted to say at all 
I mean, I’m sick of meaning 
I just wanna hold you 

(Is it the chorus yet? 
No. It’s just a building of the verse 
So when the chorus does come, it’ll be more rewarding.) 

I would speak to you in song 
But you can’t sing 
As far as I’m aware 
Though everyone can sing 
As you are well aware 
I keep so quiet 
It’s hard to tell I’m alive 

Everybody’s swinging their hips 
Everybody’s giving the waitress tips 
Everybody’s dancing all of the dances 
Everybody’s dancing every dance now 

Those are you got some nice shoulders 
I’d like to put my hands around them 
I’d like to put my hands around them 

I have enough trouble controlling my own limbs 
Stealing alcohol from our parents and grandparents 
There’s no devil on one shoulder and angel on the other 
They’re just two normal people 

These are the people that I get drunk with 
These are the people that I fell in love with 
These are the people that I get drunk with 
These are the people that I fell in love with 

But if you keep giving me your empty hands man I am tempted to say let’s piss up another rope boys this one has grown old and bitter 

Well, so what? So what? 
We’re young 
We’re thin (most of us) 
We’re alive (most of us) 

Don’t you realize our bodies could fall apart at any second? 
I am terrified your body could fall apart at any second 
Those are you got some nice shoulders 
I'd like to put my hands around them 
We can get real horny 
And keep messing around 
We can keep real quiet 
Won’t be making no sounds 
I’ll try my best 
not to touch your face 
Next time can we 
please meet at my place 

I know that I don’t talk a lot 
But I know that you don’t care a lot 
As long as we move our bodies around a lot 
We’ll forget that we forgot how to talk 
When we dance

Bodys

I should be glad to have you back 
But this time around, something’s turned to black 
Your pale body a projection screen 
I know every frame, so many times that I’ve seen - 

Will it be like before? 
Will it ever be the same? 
If we reuse the cels 
Would the color start to fade? 

It’s history that hasn’t happened yet 
Last time I cried, this time I sweat 
And doesn’t it seem an awful waste 
That all of our cells will get replaced? 

Will it be like before? 
Will it ever be the same? 
If we reuse the cels 
Would the color start to fade? 

Will it be like before? 
Will I lose you again? 
If we reuse ourselves 
Could there be any other end? 

If it’s just like before 
If I’m losing you again 
Still we reuse the cels

Reuse The Cels

Don't Just Stand There

My heartfelt tribute to this song, which above all represents Halloween. A memorial to the late Andrew Gold, who was responsible for this song that evoked incredible moments and which should inherit the weight of being the anthem of October.

Andrew Gold: 1951 - Eternity

Composer: Fernando Martins, Andrew Gold (the OG)
Music Producer: LtTeShEp
Music Performer: Fernando Martins (and a lot of editing to hide her real voice)
Recording Engineer: LtTeShEp
Mix Engineer: LtTeShEp
Mastering Engineer: LtTeShEp
Special Thanks: Andrew Gold

Is This It (Sped Up) - The Strokes

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