Life Like Weeds - Sollux/Aradia FST – I'm asking for a smaller heart.

12:35 pm - Mon, Feb 20, 2012: 8 notes

Life Like Weeds - Sollux/Aradia FST

Sollux and Aradia I love as both a functional romance - and a dysfunctional one. Pale, Red or Brainbent broken, here’s 8 tracks for them both.

Life Like Weeds - Sollux/Aradia on 8tracks.com

If 8 tracks isn’t your thing, here’s the tracklisting with youtube links. (Two weren’t available, sadly. This is what happens when you like semi-obscure Canadian artists)

Life Like Weeds - Modest Mouse

I know where you’re from, but where do you belong?
In this life like weeds, you’re the dirt I’ll breath
In this life like weeds, you’re a rock to me
All this talkin’ all the time and the air fills up, up, up
Until there’s nothin’ left to breathe

Ghosts - Ladytron

There’s a ghost in me
who wants to say “I’m sorry”
Doesn’t mean I’m sorry

Dangerous - Frente

Do you ever look out of the window
Somebody’s changed the scene
You feel like you’re standing in another country
Nobody can understand what you mean
Are you happy with your human hatred?
Stand up and look into the vacancy and tell me -
Have you already decided to die?

Everyday is a Holiday with You - Esthero

And if the rumors were true
I could look forward to some
Better days and get aways
Are so nice ‘cause when I am with you
You’re the cresendo to that melody, that melody I love

Medicine - Guster

Is this mood frightening?
And who are you sometimes?
Don’t try and rescue me
Go save someone else
I’m far past done

My Boy Builds Coffins - Florence and the Machine

My boy builds coffins he makes them all day
But it’s not just for work and it isn’t for play
He’s made one for himself
One for me too
One of these days he’ll make one for you

World on a String - Our Lady Peace

I see the good
I see the bad
The revolution
I see the happy
I see the sad
The absolution
I see hate
And I see love
When the world’s on a string

This is Good - Hannah Georgas

Well I guess this isn’t what I had in mind
and I can already tell by the way that you talk
that you’ve got something to hide.
But the night is so young
and the day was so long
we can be lovers in the sun
we can play along like we’re young
cross our hearts and hope to die