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Get lost in these mellow Indie tracks. Updates every Wednesday with popular tracks in India.

Indie Chill

Songs For The Poor Man

Copy of Indie Chill

SILVERLINING

Anomaly III

Surreal

Project DIVA 1st Alice -DIVA MIX-

_Filip_Lackovic_-_Slavic_Queen_!.


Original track : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k-k2_Liofy8&ab_channel=LolaYoungVEVO

Lyrics :
You know I'm impatient
So why would you leave me waiting outside the station
When it was like minus four degrees?
And I, I get what you're sayin'
I just really don't wanna hear it right now
Can you shut up for like once in your life?
Listen to me, I took your nice words of advice about
How you think I'm gonna die lucky if I turn 33
Okay, so yeah, I smoke like a chimney
I'm not skinny, and I pull a Britney every other week
But cut me some slack, who do you want me to be?
'Cause I'm too messy, and then I'm too fucking clean
You told me, "Get a job, " then you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect, 'til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever, and then I'm too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry, unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect, 'til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you, and you hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate, you hate
It's taking you ages
You still don't get the hint, I'm not askin' for pages
But one text or two would be nice
And please, don't pull those faces
When I've been out working my arse off all day
It's just one bottle of wine or two
But, hey, you can't even talk
You smoke weed just to help you sleep
Then why you out gettin' stoned at four o'clock?
And then you come home to me
And don't say hello, 'cause I got high again
And forgot to fold my clothes
'Cause I'm too messy, and then I'm too fucking clean
You told me, "Get a job, " then you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect 'til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever, and then I'm too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry, unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect 'til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you, and you hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
Oh-ooh, and I'm too messy, and then I'm too fucking clean
You told me, "Get a job, " then you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect, 'til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever, and then I'm too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry, unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect, 'til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you, and you hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot

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Messy [Nostalgia Mix] "Free Download"

Mean Time

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Indie Rock, Chamber Pop, Baroque Pop, Indie, Alternative

vanity box (sometimes life just shapes like a knife)

Headless Horseman

Take Me Higher

latest upload: 16 july 2025, 2:24 AM

file: flora cash - catastrophic (14 july - catastrophic, you're fuckin G# minor to E) studio bounce 3, 15 july 2025

lyrics:

you chew me up…
you chew me up and spit me out
i’m tired of seeing what you’ve done
i’m tired of seeing what you won’t
i’m tired of living in your home 

i’m tired of living in your heart 
i’m tired of being what you won’t
i’m tired of being what you found  
oh oh oh oh oh oh

you’re fucking catastrophic 
you’ve got away with it often
heartache
now you should know 
that i know what you are
what you’ve done
and you can’t even pause it 
hear what you are

you’re fucking catastrophic  
you’re fucking catastrophic 
you’re fucking catastrophic  
you’re fucking  

stop…
being what i need
stop trying to appease
stop being who i love 
stop being who i love 

you’re fucking catastrophic 
you’ve got away with it often
heartache
now you should know 
that i know what you are
what you’ve done
and you can’t even pause it 
hear what you want

you’re fucking catastrophic  
you’re fucking catastrophic 
you’re fucking catastrophic  
you’re fucking…  


you’ve got away with it often
heartache
now you should know that i know what you are
what you’ve done
and you can’t even pause it hear what you are

you’re fucking catastrophic  
you’re fucking catastrophic 
you’re fucking catastrophic

CATASTROPHIC

(Verse 1)
Met you outside by the corner store
Laughing at nothing, like we’d met before
Your eyes caught mine, and the world felt slow
But we both knew we’d have to let it go

(Pre-Chorus)
Streetlights flicker, your hand brushed mine
Two hearts beating out of time
We didn’t speak, but I swear we knew
This night was ours, just me and you

(Chorus)
And we danced in the quiet, under neon skies
Didn’t care if the morning would end the night
We were strangers, but it felt so right
Lost together for a moment in time

(Verse 2)
You told a joke, I forgot my name
The city lights never looked the same
I wanted to ask if you’d stay a while
But goodbyes hurt less with a simple smile

(Chorus)
And we danced in the quiet, under neon skies
Didn’t care if the morning would end the night
We were strangers, but it felt so right
Lost together for a moment in time

(Bridge)
Maybe someday, I’ll see you again
Or maybe this night’s where the story ends
But I’ll replay it when I close my eyes
Two lost souls under city lights

falling sideways

Magoo

This is a song with a message dedicated to helping the poor

A Song For The Poor Man

[Verse]
La fumée monte
Le feu s'étale
Dans la nuit froide
Un cri brutal
Les murs tremblent
Les chaînes se brisent
C'est pas un rêve
C'est une crise

[Chorus]
Rage contre la machine
Des voix qui se déchaînent
Rage contre la machine
Le silence saigne

[Verse 2]
Les rues hurlent sous nos pas
Les regards brûlent comme des éclats
L'acier grince
Le béton craque
On avance
Le monde en vrac

[Prechorus]
Levez les poings
Sentez la chaleur
La révolte
C'est notre moteur

[Chorus]
Rage contre la machine
Des voix qui se déchaînent
Rage contre la machine
Le silence saigne

[Bridge]
Les cœurs battent comme des tambours
Le vent hurle
C'est le retour
On est là
La force brute
Face à l'ombre
Plus de disputes

Rage (contre la machine) - Jef Bourgeau

Ethereal Dance

We all have a chance at redemption if we repent and give our lives to Christ.

A Chance At Redemption

The Season Of Pruning

The Parables Of Christ II (The Sower)

Singer Songwriter experimenting with a symphonic electronic/pop rock music style with Christian lyrical influences

A Chance At Redemption

Aaron Yost