My God, I'm so lonely so I open  the window.

Venus, planet of love, was destroyed by global warming Did its people want too much, too? Did its people want too much?

And I don't want your pity, I just want somebody near me

Give me one good honest kiss and I'll be alright

I've been big and small and big and small and big and small again

And I know no one will save me, I'm just asking for a kiss

Everthing I Like

Sunflower

Good God!

Nothing's New

Mama's Boy

Michael Jackson - Chicago (Reworked Version)

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Kendrick Lamar - Untitled 05 (LoVibe. Remix)

good man with a broken heart ( Kendrick Lamar - Untitled 05 remix )

Never for Ever

Army Dreamers

Puberty 2

Crack Baby

Bury Me At Makeout Creek

First Love/Late Spring

Once More to See You

Francis Forever

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brent faiyaz -  no one knows

Be the Cowboy

Nobody

Michael Jackson - Heaven Can Wait (High Pitch)

Papa Cremp

Teenage Girl

Montgomery Ricky

Mr. Loverman

Sometimes, Mitski feels life would be easier without hope, or a soul, or love. But when she closes her eyes and thinks about what’s truly hers, what can’t be repossessed or demolished, she sees love. “The best thing I ever did in my life was to love people,” she says. “I wish I could leave behind all the love I have after I die, so I can shine all this goodness, all this good love that I’ve created onto other people.” She hopes her newest album, The Land Is Inhospitable and So Are We, will shine love long after she’s gone. That’s precisely how it feels: like a love that’s haunting the land.

“This is my most American album,” she says. The music feels like a profound act of witnessing this country, in all of its private sorrows and painful contradictions. Sonically Mitski’s most epic and wise album, the songs introduce wounds and then actively heal them. Here, love is time-traveling to bless our tender days, like light from a distant star.

It's full of the ache of the grown-up, seemingly mundane heartbreaks and joys that are often unsung but feel enormous. It’s a tiny epic. From the bottom of a glass, to a driveway slushy with memory and snow, to a freight train barreling through the Midwest, and all the way to the moon, it feels like everything and everyone is crying out in pain, arching towards love. Love is that inhospitable land, beckoning and then rejecting us. To love this place, this earth, this America, this body takes work. It might be impossible. The best things are.

Nobody

Mitski

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