Pins In My Needles — Silverchair
Face down hose
Pay them with love
‘Cause money is hollow
This time is not for self emotion
Comfort motions
Hard to notice
And I know how you feel in the night
Do you know how I feel in the night?
‘Cause I know why I feel all the
Pins in my needles, pins in my needles, you
Show Me The Way — Hanson
I hope you know I don’t have to take control
I don’t mind if you want to take lead
I won’t fake, there’s a feeling I can’t shake you see
Baby Please
Tighten Up — The Black Keys
Living just to keep going
Going just to be sane
All the while not knowing
It’s such a shame
I don’t need to get steady
I know just how I feel
I’m telling you to be ready
My dear
Personal Jesus — The Boston Post
Feeling unknown
And you’re all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I’ll make you a believer
I will deliver
You know I’m a forgiver
Reach out and touch faith
Your own personal Jesus
Reach out and touch faith
Undisclosed Desires — Muse
I know you’ve suffered
But I don’t want you to hide
It’s cold and loveless
I won’t let you be denied
Soothing
I’ll make you feel pure
Trust me
You can be sure
I want to reconcile the violence in your heart
I want to recognise your beauty’s not just a mask
I want to exorcise the demons from your past
I want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart
Use Me Up — Hanson
Treat me some way cruel
You could throw me away
As long as I feel it
Show me something real
You can’t deceive me
I am yours to use
Bedroom Hymns — Florence + The Machine
The sweetest submission
Drinking it in
The wine, the women, the bedroom hymns
‘Cause this is his body
This is his love
Such selfish prayers and I can’t get enough
I’m not here looking for absolution
Because I found myself an old solution
It Will Come Back — Hozier
I know who I am when I’m alone
I’m something else when I see you
You don’t understand, you should never know
How easy you are to need
Protect Me From What I Want — Placebo
Wedding bells ain’t gonna chime
With both of us guilty of crime
And both of us sentenced to time
And now we’re all alone
Protect me from what I want…
Protect me protect me
Protect me from what I want…
Protect me protect me
Schism — Tool
The poetry that comes from the squaring off between,
And the circling is worth it.
Finding beauty in the dissonance.
There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away.
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting