Everyone has that one song, that makes them feel better. I don't care who you are. There is a song that makes you feel good. What is it?! :)
Personally mine is;
Cries In Vain by Bullet for my valentine.
don't ask why.
and lately I've been obsessed with Pierce the veil and the song Yeah boy and dollface.
Honestly, its Perfectly Flawed. No, Im not trying to be a suck up haha But that song...when I listen to it it makes me feel pretty...which is rare for me.
Don't Forget Me-Red Hot Chili Peppers ("I'm the rainbow in your jail cell" "Make the hair stand up on your arm/Teach you how to dance inside the Funny Farm/not alone, I'll be there/tell me when you want to go")
Fame and Riches Rehab Bitches-Jeffree Star (it's so addictive, "Sew up your self-esteem/its fantastic/Your body cant move/ paralyzed and plastic/Being real is so sarcastic/When you're dead you'll be airbrushed in your casket")
Call Me When You're Sober-Evanescence (reminds me of a friend who after giving him my phone number/myspace/email address/grandma's phone number/etc. has decided to just treat me like I don't exist. When we were friends he told me that he was on probation for getting drunk and breaking into someones house, and he and his friends were going to celebrate him getting off by getting drunk/doing drugs. I know, real loss :P)
Fuck Me Like You Hate Me-Seether (a lot of my old friends are selling me out to save themselves)
Swing Thou Sharp Pendulum
Swing thou sharp pendulum,
Overhead so divine.
Soft stroke builds up tension,
Sway to the echo.
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Forward and back,
Forward and back.
Slicing through slow steady breaths,
Forever round ...
When I look into your eyes,
I sink in the sea.
Gazing up to the skies,
Falling endlessly.
Your voice calms the ice,
As you sing to the trees.
Dancing like summers mice,
Dizzy falling to my knees.
So soft like fresh dew,
Your skin comforts rain.
...
Why the Crows Lament
On another sad night,
A feather doth fall.
Hidden from all light,
A crow makes its call.
Darkness shield my eyes,
Hunger swallows all thought.
The poor soul outcries,
Life floods freshly hot.
I scream to the moon,
No lamentat...