#fsts

Elle me dit - MIKA Pourquoi tu gâches ta vie ? (×3)  Danse, danse, danse Elle me dit danse Pourquoi tu gâches ta vie ? (×3) Danse, danse, danse

Elle me dit Fais comme les autres garçons Vas taper dans un ballon Tu deviendras populaire 

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Why waste your life away ? (x3) Dance, dance, dance Why waste your life away ? (x3) Dance, dance, dance

She tells me "Act like the others boys Go and play football You'll become popular"

Do Less - San Fermin  You’re boring me to death Tell me lies or tell me none Honestly, do less

Teen Idle - MARINA  I wanna stay inside all day I want the world to go away I want blood, guts, and chocolate cake I wanna be a real fake

Adulthood - Jukebox the Ghost And I dare you to survive Being grown for the rest of your life From adulthood no one survives

Children’s Work - Dessa Some nights I still can’t sleep The past rolls back, I can see us still

Eleven - yMusic [instrumental]

Dyin’ Day - Anais Mitchell We come to make a sacrifice every day a dying day

In the Backseat - Arcade Fire My family tree’s losing all its leaves

Small Red Boy - AJJ When I learned about the tragedy of all of us, I lost it

Start a War - Klergy If history is dead and gone, then how did we get here, my god

You Are A Runner & I Am My Father’s Son - Wolf Parade One of them will be me as a boy, one of them will be me and one of them will be me watching you run

Garden Song - Phoebe Bridgers She told me my resentment’s getting smaller No, I’m not afraid of hard work -- I got everything i wanted

The King of All Birds - Aoife O’Donovan Get it together and climb on up To the top of the tree I'm an owl now, a lonely owl Who, who, where, what, why, when? How the hell did I get this far without you?

Stonewall, Stone Fence - Gregory & the Hawk the things that you know are making you a stone wall

Crows 1 - Aesop Rock Everything you think you're hiding shows In the way you view the graves like a string of tiny thrones Messages you'd tucked away for keeps have resurfaced to be heard amidst the butchery and beaks

Paint’s Peeling - Rilo Kiley I feel nothing, not brave It’s a hard day for dreaming again