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"I HEARD THEY FOUND YOU FACE DOWN INSIDE YOUR LIVING ROOM" by CAN'T SWIM

Such a dark and depressing stop-motion animated video. So why can't my emo-ass stop watching it? 😆

"Emo" is a funny term. Isn't all art supposed to be emotional and expressive?

 

I guess I keep coming back to this song because it's real and relatable.

Music will never bring back those that we've lost

 

But it can hold our hand in a moment of sorrow. 


Featured in Episode 34 of Pop Punk Radio Show playlists: link

 

Lyrics

I heard they found you face down inside your living room 

The last we talked I wished you well and said I’d see you soon 

Sad to say the message never made it through

If people knew what you had done they’d probably do it too 

 

Mistakes and regrets.

Mistakes and regrets.

Mistakes 

 

I thought you said it’d be me and you 

Now you’re gone what am I supposed to do? 

For what? 

Did you know you put your life at stake 

Felt like torture just to stay awake 

I thought you said it’d be me and you 

 

They held the service on a Sunday in the afternoon 

The candles burning were reminding me of your perfume 

Sad to say we never got those damn tattoos 

I begged you go see somebody but you always refused 

 

What now do I do? 

Make a plot for us two 

Lay them side by side 

Double suicide 

 

One stone two names 

Underneath a twin grave 

“Here lie best of friends” 

“Until we meet again”

 

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