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Tiny Moving Parts - Dakota

Tiny Moving Parts - Fair Trade

Wayne Szalinski's debut full-length "Black Mirror" 

Yr Jewelry

Bandages

Atrophy For Lethargy

The Kooks - 'Always Where I Need To Be'

Tiny Moving Parts - Swimming Lessons

Tiny Moving Parts "Always Focused" off of Pleasant Living out September 9, 2014 on Triple Crown Records.

Tiny Moving Parts - "Always Focused"

La dispute - such small hands

The first szingle off Wayne Szalinski's "Black Mirror",  their debut album, out October21st. Vinyl preorder is available here: bit.ly/szingle

In The Morning

Tiny Moving Parts - Along The Lakeside

Tiny Moving Parts - John P

Just To Make a Sound

Hope It's Not a Deposit Bottle

Bright Eyes - The First Day Of My Life

The Kooks   Love It All

lately i've been feeling tired of everyone i know

where did you go, and what did you do
with all the time you were too scared to move
and what is it like to be by yourself
for three and a half years
for roughly three and a half years
if we could just pretend that i went to college
and that is why you, you haven’t seen me
i wanted to go, but not for this long
i over did it
why did you say that i was one in a million
because i believed it i thought i had something
that you were too scared to lose
so if we could just pretend that i went to college
or traveled abroad and did something different
anything but just sitting at home
for three and a half years
writing song after song after song
so what is it like to be by yourself
and not feel like you’ll die
around everyone else
i thought i was one in a million
well thanks for nothing
yeah thank you
thank you 

if we could just pretend

repeat to yourself that they're not really gone
time has proven that fooling yourself into believing
a lie is the most effective way to deal with
things you have no control over

keep listening to the mixtapes they made you
overanalyse every single word you hear
"was this a sign that things were going wrong"
no no, you were the one that cared too hard, not them

stay up every single night staring at your phone
either attempting to gather up the courage to
turn these demons, these constant reminders of
your loneliness into nothing more than a bad dream
or praying just for one second you could feel
the warmth of equally returned love

go out for coffee four times a week by yourself
always bring your notebook, never stop writing
leave little comics and thank you notes with your tip
watch them smile as you get in your car

always talk down on yourself whenever possible
my life is shit because i deserve it, right?
you must have done something real bad
its nearly impossible for you to cry now

avoid your friends for weeks even though
they're the only sense of consistency you have
left in your life, if they really wanted
to see you they'd come, but they won't (who cares?)

allow yourself to lose interest in the things you love
watch as you begin to take a backseat to the
world around you, don't fight it
become a secondary character in your own motion picture

but most importantly drown every single one of
your feelings in old stolen rum, learn to
love the taste of it dripping down your throat
find comfort in the warmth coming from your
stomach, you're drinking bottled love now

you don't need other people to drive away your loneliness
you just needed to find a way to talk to it

how to never stop being sad

you are the coffin

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Seminormalness