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this body means nothing to me (cover)

Tex Mex

I Fell In Love With Death, I Hope He Texts Me Back :)

It Comes From The Hills

the world's ending and i wanna be with you

can i get a mic in here... #freeme

march x april

your body parts
your parts 
yeah they make me drool 
i wanna use you 
and abuse you 
like a fucking tool
oh you know
i love 
when you fucking struggle 
i’m just not the one 
you should go and try to snuggle  
i know it’s subtle 
do you hear that chuckle 
when your walking down that tunnel  
and you hear it 
ur in trouble 
i can’t :/
keep my hands in place 
your waist 
is looking good babe 
 and if you don’t 
wanna give it up
i might just have to takeeee

i cant seem to control it
im such a evil rapist
i dont know what you want from me
you dont even say no 
you jus sit there and take it
i dont know what you want from me

did i traumatize you?
take this gun to my head and shoot
i dont what to do
now im running from the cops
theyll find me it wont be long
all because i didnt know what you want

atleast im self aware :/

searched for by many found by none

witchbox - Like Honestly

@xanaxprofessor

half way dead but im still alive
if you can tell me whats the meaning would you tell me youre mine
no i would curse your soul if you waste my time
yes i would take you back but really im not that type of guy
half way dead but im still alive
if you can tell me whats the meaning would you tell me youre mine
no i would curse your soul if you waste my time
yes i would take you back but really im not that type of guy

i watch the way you look at me
there isnt any other way that i would wanna be seen
a cigarette all on my breath
i cough and wheeze up both my lungs from all the smoke in my chest
i need me some cigs cause ive been waiting so long
another scar on my wrist yeah you dont care im so done
if it isnt with you id rather be with no one
all alone on my own i guess you think im so dumb

half way dead but im still alive
if you can tell me whats the meaning would you tell me youre mine
no i would curse your soul if you waste my time
yes i would take you back but really im not that type of guy
half way dead but im still alive
if you can tell me whats the meaning would you tell me youre mine
no i would curse your soul if you waste my time
yes i would take you back but really im not that type of guy

witchbox - So Dumb

witchbox - New Satchel!

miss you skeleton and your beautiful voice

acoustic i didnt ask to be this way

happy fourth of july

lifes a shooting range
im the target
fuck your boyfriend
ur retarded

got the same damn white dirty shoes on
im a reject bitch ur a moron
you go to my parties zany but im 21
college probably rocks when your a dumb slut

lifes a shooting range
im the target
go to walmart
paint it like an artist

skeleton - shooting range

Download the EP. https://peacocks-tale.bandcamp.com/album/another-side-of-the-freewheelin-bobbed-peacock-the-peacocks-sing-dylan

WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN
 It ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
 If you don't know by now.
 An’ it ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
 It don't matter anyhow.
 When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
 Look out your window and I’ll be gone
 You’re the reason I’m trav’lin’ on
 Don’t think twice, it’s all right
 
 It ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
 That light I never knowed
 An’ it ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
 I’m on the dark side of the road
 Still I wish there was somethin’ you would do or say
 To try and make me change my mind and stay
 We never did too much talkin’ anyway
 So don’t think twice, it’s all right
 
 It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
 Like you never did before
 It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
 I can’t hear you anymore
 I’m a-thinkin’ and a-wond’rin’ all the way down the road
 I once loved a woman, a child I’m told
 I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
 But don’t think twice, it’s all right
 
 I’m walkin’ down that long, lonesome road, babe
 Where I’m bound, I can’t tell
 But goodbye’s too good a word, gal
 So I’ll just say fare thee well
 I ain’t sayin’ you treated me unkind
 You could have done better but I don’t mind
 You just kinda wasted my precious time
 But don’t think twice, it’s all right
Copyright © 1963 by Warner Bros. Inc.; renewed 1991 by Special Rider Music

Reprising our Joan'n'Bob act ( see Diamonds and Rust Gareth-calway – Diamonds-and-rust) with a return fixture, Bob's trademark protest song against one of his early women. His second album but the first to feature a more or less complete sweep of his own songs, unlike the first which mainly showcased him as a performer of other people's. In other words, the real Dylan. Who was the discarded lover? Some internal evidence suggests this may even be pre-New York with its rustic setting of roosters and dark roads and sense of setting out and travelling' on in which case it might be a memory of some Mid Western affair rather than Suzi Rotolo but who knows. "You just kinda wasted my precious time" is pretty damning but mild compared to some of his later accusations and restless attacks on whoever was upsetting him at the time. We both bought this album about 8 years after it came out probably on the strength of Blowing in the Wind as one of those must have vinyl classic albums from one of the masters of folk rock and Americana and fellow architect of the 60s (with the Beatles) first heard as children but now understood as teenagers and were sent back to it recently by the brilliant film about Dylan's early years (up to 1966) 'A Complete Unknown' which ends with him roaring away from Pete Seeger type folk on a rocknroll motorbike. Around the time of Hendrix there was a rumour that Dylan couldn't really play guitar but made up for it with a unique dramatising voice and the poetry of the lyrics but one listen to the original will banish that thought: his guitar picking (honed by all those folk club performances) is astonishingly good and drives the song.. And contrary to most people's recall, this is not a solo track but has a band behind him playing drums, two bass guitars, piano and a second guitarist. Our version concentrates on the heart-yearning pretty tune. We have a female lead vocal, bass, percussion and add some vocal layers. On the liner notes Dylan protests that it isn't a (slow and easy going) love song. And so of course that's exactly the way we do it.

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