today: ”suffocating” by sound the alarm. i figured, since i posted the cover i might as well post the original. i may or may not have been jamming with marissa to sound the alarm at the blarney stone last night. it may or may not have been awesome.
Thank you so much for reblogging this. This has always been my favorite. I have every intention of naming my kid (if I have one and if it’s a daughter) Annabel Lee, but I think I’ll spell it Annabelle Leigh. Annabelle because I like it that way, same with Leigh but it’s also how my mom spells her middle name so I think it would be awesome. Anyway, thank you for posting. Reblogging for myself and also Fiona.
FYI everyone - i may love this man more than john mayer.
this song is actually a cover. it’s a song originally written and recorded by sound the alarm. brian from sound the alarm is now in orianthi’s band, so i’m assuming that’s where the idea came from. either way- this cover is bangin’ and i think everyone deserves to hear it. also, check out sound the alarm. my only hope is that one day they reunite and play a show where erica, marissa, jena and i get to be young again… and pre-game in the parking lot of croc rock.
"He will always be able to play the "friend" card on you. He only has to be responsible for the expectations of a friend, rather than the the far greater expectations of a boyfriend. He’s got the ultimate situation: a great friend with all the benefits of a girlfriend, whom he can see or not see whenever he wants to. He may be one of your closest friends, but I’m sorry to say … as a boyfriend, he’s just not that into you."
last week, while drinking some drinks, i looked around and wondered why the hell all of my friends were singing their thoughts to the tune of “chelsea” by the summer set. i shrugged it off and laughed. now, i can’t think a rational thought without repeating it twice and making it sure it fits the tune.
so let me drown so i can breathe again i’m through choking and suffocating on alter egos and alter motives which weigh you down and take control of the way you are and the things that you need the life you live and the dreams that you dream distort and blur all in slow motion they broke you down and now your broken and it’s sadder than the saddest movie i ever saw but without the beauty so i stopped watching, i stopped caring i’ve lost all interest and i stopped wearing these plastic smiles, i’ve washed my hands clean forget that you forgot about me and i’m living life, the big city feeling it’s better than suburban dreaming living off the friends that hate you talk shit on me like i don’t know who my real friends are anymore, no, i don’t know you anymore and it’s sadder than the saddest movie i ever saw, but without the beauty so i stopped watching, i stopped caring…
Summer time and the wind is blowing outside in lower Chelsea and I don’t know what I’m doing in this city, the sun is always in my eyes, it crashes through the windows and I’m sleeping on the couch, when I came to visit you. That’s when I knew I could never have you, I knew that before you did, still I’m the one who’s stupid. And there’s this burning like there’s always been I never been so alone and I’ve never been so alive.
Visions of you on a motorcycle drive by the cigarette ash flies in your eyes and you don’t mind, you smile and say the world doesn’t fit with you, I don’t believe you, you’re so serene. Careening through the universe, Your axis on a tilt, you’re guiltless and free, I hope you take a piece of me with you. And there’s things I’d like to do that you don’t believe in, I would like to build something but you never see it happen. And there’s this burning like there’s always been, I’ve never been so alone and I’ve, I’ve never been so alive
And there’s this burning, there is this burning. Where’s the soul I want to know? New York City is evil, the surface is everything but I could never do that someone would see through that. And this is our last time we’ll be friends again, I’ll get over you, you’ll wonder who I am and there’s this burning, just like there’s always been I’ve never been so alone alone and I’ve, and I’ve never been so alive, so alive.
You can learn a lot about someone by the music they listen to. Hit shuffle on your iPod or mp3 player and write down the first 25 songs. No cheating or skipping songs that are shameful. That is the fun!