Food, Inc.

But she will wake up wealthy
And you will wake up 45
And she will wake up with babies
There but for the grace of God, go I

Grizzly Bear - “Two Weeks”

White Rabbits - “Percussion Gun”

Honorable Mention: La Roux - Bulletproof

There were moments of dreams I was offered to save
I live less like a workhorse, more like a slave
I thought that one quick moment that was noble or brave
Would be worth the most of my life.

So I pointed my fingers, and shout a few quotes I knew
As if something that’s written should be taken as true
But every path I have taken and conclusion I drew
Would put truth back under the knife.

And now the only piece of advice that continues to help:
Is anyone that’s making anything new only breaks something else.

When my time comes,
Ohhhhh, oh oh oh.
When my times comes,
Ohhhhh, oh oh oh.

So I took what I wanted and put it out of my reach
I wanted to pay for my successes with all my defeats,
And if heaven was all that was promised to me
Why don’t I pray for death?
And now it seems like the unraveling has started too soon,
Now I’m sleeping in hallways and I’m drinking perfume
And I’m speaking to mirrors and I’m howling at moons
While the worst and the worst that it gets.

Oh you can judge all the world on the sparkle that you think it lacks.
Yes you can stare into the abyss, but it’s staring right back.

When my time comes,
Ohhhhh, oh oh oh.
When my time comes,
Ohhhhh, oh oh oh.

Oh you can judge all the world on the sparkle that you think it lacks.
Yes you can stare into the abyss, but it’s staring right back.

When my time comes,
Ohhhhh, oh oh oh.
When my time comes,
Ohhhhh, oh oh oh.

It’s just a simple line
I can still hear it all of the time
If I can just hold on tonight
I know that nothing, nothing survives
Nothing survives

I think I’m turned around
I’m looking up
Not looking down
And when I’m standing still
Watching you run, watching you fall
Fall into me

Am I making
Something worthwhile
Out of this place?
Am I making
Something worthwhile
Out of this chase?
I am displaced
I am displaced

And she’s my friend of friends
She’s still here
When everyone’s gone
She doesn’t have to say a thing
We’ll just keep laughing all night long
All night long

Am I making
Something worthwhile
Out of this place?
Am I making
Something worthwhile
Out of this chase?
I am displaced
I am displaced

It’s just a simple line
I can still hear it all of the time
If I can just hold on tonight
I know that no one, no one survives
No one survives

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