Lyrics i feel

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It’s like you’re trying to get to heaven in a hurry
And the queue was shorter than you thought it would be
And the doorman says
You need to get a wristband

It’s Hard To Get Around The Wind; Alex Turner

Don’t you call him ‘baby’
We’re not talking lately
Don’t you call him what you used to call me

I, I confess
I can tell that you are at your best
I’m selfish so I’m hating it

Cherry; Harry Styles

Our thing progresses
I call and you come through
Blow all my friendships
To sit in hell with you
But we’re the greatest
They’ll hang us in the Louvre
Down the back, but who cares - still the Louvre

The Louvre; Lorde

Maple syrup
Coffee
Pancakes for two
Hash brown
Egg yolk
I will always love you

Keep Driving; Harry Styles

It’s something ’bout the way you
Hold my body tight even on my lowest night
Locked down by my side even when I’m borderline
Yeah, I don’t even know why I push you away (Push you away)

Move Me; Charli XCX

KdyĹž padalo listĂ­, psali jsme si kaĹždej den
o moderním umění, o divadelních hrách
a filmech, co chtěli jsme vidět.

O zkratkách přes řeku. O mracích nad Letnou.
Jak člověka promění. O textech Mountain Goats.
O tom, co lidi dluŞí jiným lidem.

A pak jsem přemýšlel, kterou skladbu ti poslat.
Abych to nemusel říkat.
A pak mi buĹĄilo srdce pod javorem
ve starý zahradě ve Svitavách.

Gramatika ĹĄvĂŠdĹĄtiny; post-hudba

krĂĄsnĂ˝ novĂ˝ rĂĄno
všechno přijde samo

KrĂĄsnĂ˝ novĂ˝ rĂĄno; post-hudba

KdyĹž mĂĄĹĄ ji rĂĄd, tak vyslovuj jejĂ­ jmĂŠno
Tak nějak zvláštně jinak, ať ví,
že v tvých rtech zůstává pořád v bezpečí
AĹĽ na to pak mĹŻĹže vzpomĂ­nat

6m16s; post-hudba

Cause in my head (in my head, I do everything right)
When you call (when you call, I’ll forgive and not fight)
Because ours (are the moments I play in the dark)
We were wild and fluorescent, come home to my heart, uh

Supercut; Lorde

You’re the only friend I need (you’re the only friend I need)
Sharing beds like little kids (sharing beds like little kids)
And laughing ’til our ribs get tough (and laughing ’til our ribs get tough)
But that will never be enough (but that will never be enough)

That will never be enough
That will never be enough
That will never be enough
That will never be enough
That will never be enough

Ribs; Lorde