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Laura Laurent | Bright Eyes

Because it’s the ones with the sorest throats, Laura
Who have done the most singing

by hellomorningsun

by weheartit.com

"And the approval rating is high, and so someone’s gonna die. Well, ABC, NBC, CBS: Bullshit. They give us fact or fiction? I guess an even split. And each new act of war is tonight’s entertainment. We’re still the pawns in their game. As they take eye for an eye until no one can see, we must stumble blindly forward, repeating history."

– Let’s Not Shit Ourselves (To Love and be Loved), Bright Eyes (via afoolsuchasi)

by afoolsuchasi

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Let’s Not Shit Ourselves (To Love and Be Loved) | Bright Eyes

Next time he will not aim so high.
Yeah, next time, neither will I.

by onessecond

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Hungry For A Holiday | The Album Leaf & Bright Eyes

You could capture this with camera clicks, but it doesn’t exist, just light on negatives, another number on the birthday cake—you should act your age

by readytospit

by teethcat

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No One Would Riot for Less | Bright Eyes

by music-lungs

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Poison Oak | Bright Eyes

by yourbrotherstears

The world has got me dizzy again,

tangerine-skies:

you’d think after 22 years, I’d be used to the spin.

by thrillwaukee

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tangerine-skies:

Bright Eyes - Tourist Trap

The road finally gave me back, but I don’t think I’ll unpack,

‘Cause I’m not sure if I live here anymore.

It’s not my weight that makes me faint, for the sugar in my blood.

But, the way these strangers stand so close.

They say my name, like a guessing game.

“Is that really you?”

No, I don’t think it ever was.

adifferentkindofdizzy-spell:

And like a ten minute dream in the passenger seat

while the world was flying by,

I haven’t been gone very long,

But it feels like a lifetime.

by archaic-beloved

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Southern State | Bright Eyes

And you drink that whiskey down as they ask you, “Are you who you say you are?” The fact that you can’t tell makes me like you even more.

by ephemeral-efflorescence

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