Own Worst Enemy

I gotta give it to ya
Yeah, you talk real tough
Say you're nothing but love
Bet it gets under your skin
And when it gets too much then the Devil steps in

I chew your ears off for hours
Yeah, I'm good for a minute 'til the demons come 'round
And I feel empty and sad, yeah
Drink until I'm poison, only then I can escape my mind

I know you say that you don't want it, want it
You take a couple pills to stop him coming for ya
And he turns up without a warning, warning
I heard he's looking for you

You and I ain't friends
So stop shadowing me
I'm getting out, I'm getting free
There's no escaping it, I'm my worst enemy
Pack your bags and leave
You have caused me too much grief
I'm getting out, I'm getting free
There's no escaping it, I'm my worst enemy

I go to bed and then lie awake up screaming
Why ain't I sleeping oh why ain't I dreaming?
Have you come to me to tell me a secret?
You will not tell me 'cause you know I'll leak it

You and I ain't friends
So stop shadowing me
I'm getting out, I'm getting free
There's no escaping it, I'm my worst enemy
Pack your bags and leave
You have caused me too much grief
I'm getting out, I'm getting free
There's no escaping it, I'm my worst enemy

Yonaka - Own Worst Enemy

/ Him that I love, I wish to be free -- even from me. /

Another punch in the head. Thank you for this incredible torrent of energy, for this precious feeling when it seems that nothing is impossible and everything is in our hands.

Go

Time, is passing us by
Moves at the blink of an eye
I try

I, I want to be great
But now as the storm has begun
I try

Keep me waiting, still I'm finding out
Don't care from it would be
Have me believe he been free

So go now go, go darling go
Go darling go
Can't chose the words in my mouth
So leave me alone now
Go now go, go darling go
Go darling go
Can't chose the words in my mouth
So leave me alone now

Can't control my mind no more
Can't decide for me, do I need to remind you that
You can't control my life no more
Can't chose the words in my mouth
So leave me alone now

Glass Caves - Go 

/ Free yourself from the burden of feeling the need to hold on to anything. Let go… you are a part of everything. /

I'm absolutely crazy about this song. This captivating tune, this killer energy, bare emotions and absolute unique and awesome style of guitar playing... Oh, I want to stay alone with you as soon as possible. So everybody, please, just go now. 

Buzzcut Season

I remember when your head caught flame

It kissed your scalp and caressed your brain

(I remember when your head caught flame)

Well, you laughed, baby, it's OK

It's buzzcut season anyway

(Well, you laughed, baby, it's OK)

We ride the bus with the knees pulled in

People should see how we're living

(We ride the bus with the knees pulled in)

Shut my eyes to the song that plays

Sometimes this has a hot, sweet taste

(Shut my eyes to the song that plays)

The men up on the news

They try to tell us all that we will lose

But it's so easy in this blue

Where everything is good

Cola with the burnt-out taste

I'm the one you tell your fears to

There'll never be enough of us

Explosions on TV

And all the girls with heads inside a dream

So now we live beside the pool

Where everything is good

And I'll never go home again

(Place the call, feel it start)

Favorite friend

(And nothing's wrong but nothing's true)

I live in a hologram with you

We're all the things that we do for fun

(And I'll breathe, and it goes)

Play along

(Make believe, it's hyper real)

But I live in a hologram with you

Lorde - Buzzcut Season

/ I tried to discover, in the rumor of forests and waves, words that other men could not hear, and I pricked up my ears to listen to the revelation of their harmony. /

Помню времена, когда я совершенно не понимала этой легкой, прозрачной и невыразительной музыки. Простой и незамысловатой, как ситцевое платье. Но может быть в последнее время я начала более чутко прислушиваться, а может просто порой мне выпадает счастье повстречать по-настоящему хорошую песню.

И я невероятно сильно люблю этот  трек... Он словно вобрал в себя самые легкие, невесомые, неуловимые воспоминания, такие радостно-счастливые, теплые, летние, такие вечные. Словно оранжевые фонарики в ночи, шум прибоя на рассвете, аромат цветущего луга, карусели, которые кружат тебя в вихре и дарят мгновения невероятного, всеобъемлющего и чистого счастья. Или тихие уютные вечера дома, проведенные за созерцанием того, как цвета постоянно сгущаются, в то время как твои чувства обостряются, а мысли достигают глубин сознания, и ты словно видишь этот мир таким, каким никто не может его увидеть...

И не важно, какая музыка играет в твоих наушниках, главное, какими чувствами она отзывается в твоем сердце.

Golden Skans

Light touch my hands, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on

You can forget our future plans

Night touch my hands with the turning Golden Skans

From the night to the light, all plans are golden in your hands

Set sail from sense, bring all her young

Set sail from where we once begun

While we wait, while we wait

A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone

Ruins, or relics, disciples, and the young

A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone

Ruins, or relics, disciples, and the young

Light touch my hands, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on

You can forget our future plans

Night touch my hands with the turning Golden Skans

From the night to the light, all plans are golden in your hands

Klaxons - Golden Skans

/ Sanity and happiness are an impossible combination. /

I'm absolutely not-so-indie-girl, who like to fly over the flower fields and wallow in the skies created by gentle indie melodies, but this song - gosh... You know, if the purfect union of pure joy, happines and iternal bliss exists, it sounds like this.

Songbirds

 
 

 I see how you easily
Slip into the comfort of your mind
Can I take a feather from your wing?
And it means everything, I'll keep it close to me
Mood swings are such pretty things
I've gotta ask why do you cage them inside? Why?
Do you think there’s something up my sleeve?
Or are these just my wings? Such dirty wings

When you sing, there's no misery
You better check your tone, they're only lullabies
Why?
Do you see there's something up my sleeve?
These are just my wings, such pretty things

I'll walk alone, I'll grow only on my own
So far below, we know all there is to know
Are you okay? Are you okay now?

Follow me, we'll all take flight
Shadowing who’s left behind
As we watch the sunrise creeping in
Songbirds with folded arms
Waiting for your deep alarm
Can we hear your true voice growing in?

It's growing in
It's growing in
We hear it growing in

 

Silversun Pickups - Songbirds 

 

As wonderful as ever. This is just another little brilliant jewel from Silversun Pickups, the brightest one from the whole album.
Music of these guys has the extrordinary ability to be deep, delicate, romantic, dreamfull and incredibly melancholic. I am so deeply grateful for having met you back in the days...

 

It Doesn't Matter Why

You hear us come and go
We know
You wonder if we're not alone
We're alone
You think about us all the time
Don't
Because it doesn't matter why we're known
We're just known

We're just... known

You wanna read our minds
We know
Is it better on the other side
No
Will it help you sleep at night
It won't
And it doesn't matter why we're known
We're just known

Should you stay or go
Go
Feeling like you're on your own
Unknown
Will we ever leave you alone
No
And it doesn't matter why we're known
We're just known

And if it all goes right, you'll see in our eyes
We've finally made it out alive
Will you wait for a sign
It's time to have some peace of mind
Wait

You're on your own and in your eyes
You finally see we've all gone blind
Have we all gone blind

It doesn't matter why we're known
We're just known

Silversun Pickups - It Doesn't Matter Why

/ The world, even the smallest parts of it, is filled with things you don't know /

I can not stop enjoying the lightness, elegance and incredible beauty of this song.
This song is a 5 minutes of spiritual journey through the most beautiful places on earth; variety of fleeting stories and feelings, flashing in your mind, flawing throught your vains; infinite serenity and light heartache which evokes memories of an emerging love...
I have always dreamed of feeling what is it like to fly, overtaking the wind, behind the escaping sun, and this song is the way...

Smash

 

Understand that you're holding a bomb in your hand

Take control, hand in hand with yourself from now on

Take this advise, aim to the skies

Aim to the skies above

Show me what you're made of

I'm waiting for the answer

Tell me what you're afraid of

Show me what you're made of

I call out in my sleep

I can't reach you and it's killing me

I call out in my sleep

Sun is gone, days go on like the storm in the sea

And the shore is the loneliest place you can be

Stay dry instead a moment ahead

Aim to the skies above

I call out in my sleep...

You say that you're not the same kid

He one who used to be the weeper

You say it's something deeper

Something that you couldn't tame

Something that would wake the sleeper

You say, you say

I call out in my sleep...

The Rasmus - Smash

/ Your memory feels like home to me. So whenever my mind wanders, it always finds it’s way back to you. /

Hello, summer... Let's start this new era's day with remembering something that means a lot for me.
The Rasmus is one of this precious bands that always live in your heart as an incredibly cherished memories which you remembered so rarely, but which mean a world to you. And when I fall in their fragile romantic and so melancholy embraces, I find myself thinking that I still haven't met a band with more beautiful music, music with the deepest sadness in the heart of it, so elusive, shrouded with mystery and imagery, and filled with unearthly beauty... Or maybe there are so much of my memories dissolved in them? Anyways... Love these guys 'till the end.