#lyrics: i'm like a lawyer with the way i'm always trying to get you off (me and you) by fall out boy

[gmanmedias]

ME AND YOU, SETTING IN A HONEYMOON

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5: Your favorite song: I'm Like A Lawyer With the Way I'm Always Trying to Get You Off (Me and You) by Fall Out Boy! i honestly don't really have a favorite song, cause i love music sm, but this is the song I say is my fave! i just think its so pretty :]

[tendernxss]

i’m like a lawyer... // fall out boy

[systemplaylist]

I'm Like a Lawyer With The Way I'm Always Trying to Get You Off Fall Out Boy - Infinity on High

[apoetslyrics]

The best way to make it through with hearts and wrists intact is to realize that two out of three ain't bad.

Fall Out Boy, "I'm Like A Lawyer With The Way I'm Always Trying To Get You Off"

[dozen-reasons-in-this-gun]

I ONLY KEEP MYSELF THIS SICK IN THE HEAD CAUSE I KNOW HOW THE WORDS GET YOU

[goldsbitch]

Just don't talk---------

-and listen too.

p11 to Just don't talk

summary: Enemies to lovers on steroids. It's time to talk. Taking a spin on the whole fake dating.

mentions of Olivia Rodrigo lyrics - all rights belong to the respectable owners.

warnings: unprotected sex, squirting, minors DNI

"I WAS HALF MYSELF WITHOUT YOU, NOW I FEEL SO COMPLETE AND IF I'M NOT IN LOVE WITH YOU, YOU'RE NOT IN LOVE WITH ME!!!"

"You know those are not the actual lyrics, right?"

"WHATEVER!"

For a moment if felt nice to think she "pulled" someone like Lando. Bittersweet afterthought came just a second later.

Y/N did not go to the bathroom, in fact she sprinted over back to her hotel, sunglasses on and trying to avoid anyone stopping her. It must have been a record time in which she got back. Phone on silent do-not-disturb mode, apart from one one her best friends, back from her home town. Actively ignoring any resposibilities she was to attend to. Let her bloody PR team handle that for once. She could also be a diva for once. Always playing by their books, someone else's rules and thinking twice before opening any doors. Fuck that now.

She told her everything - only the best of friends give up their sleep for the heartbreak of others. Time zones were playing against them.

There they were, screaming Olivia Rodrigo lyrics out loud as if there was no tomorrow.

It felt good to get out of her system - she realized that she did not properly tell anyone, with all the feelings and complications involved in her recent fling with a racing driver. Fling. That's all it was ever to be.

The two screamed, danced and sang. One in a hotel room, the other in her own flat shared with a partner. Y/N was just a little bit jealous.

//

Lando stayed with the rest of the attendees of that forsaken meeting in silence, while they waited for Y/N to rejoin. As silence goes, this was one for the history books. He texted he few times, without any response. While he was worried, he had to get his own head in check first. When she did not return in about twenty minutes, they inevitably dissolved that meeting without rescheduling. But, since this gave Lando some time to think, he took a copy of the contract with him, cancelled all of the engagements of the day and immediately scheduled a call with his lawyers. He paid them enough for them to be available within thirty minutes.

He disclosed with them their situation fully - leaving out only the explicit details. Lando's lawyers have seen some thing with him over the years, this was a first one. As he did many times, he danced around the fact that he started to crush on this girl, which was making the whole conversation harder than needed. But, his team quickly came up with a clause to add should they go though with this - Recognition of Potential Emotional Development. It was all a bit bizarre, but Lando changed his mind from the initial shock he got. They were wrapped up in their own game anyway. He was getting weirdly excited by this.

//

Y/N ended their Facetime little party after an hour and kept herself locked up in the hotel room. No point in joining her team back for the rest of the day. It was all a little too much and far removed from racing - it was getting annoying. She was determined to get her emotion in check for the following days. It involved room service, some angsty tv show and phone on silent mode. So naturally, she missed Lando's text announcing that he is on his way to her room.

It felt like a strange deja vu. A knock on the door. He was the first one to cross her mind, like an intrusive thought you can't get rid off. She wanted it to be him knocking. And it was.

He let out a big sigh as he saw her open the door.

"Do you always ignore your phone when it matters the most?" he asked, fairly tired after the strange day they'd had.

She refused to answer his comment, simply stepped away to let him pass in her room.

"I was worried about you, you know?" he asked, not letting go as easily as she'd like to.

"Had to get out and clear my head. I'm not obligated to answer any calls or texts," she said in her defense, feeling like she was pushed into a corner.

Another sigh left Lando's lips. "Y/N, let's not go back this again. It's been a little mental for both of us, but we can't let it rule our life."

Was this when he was going to tell her that they should end their "whatever-this-is" affair? Y/N was getting mad - he could have at least wait after the race. There'd be a two week break where she could process all of this.

"Do we really need to do this now?" she asked, giving up on all hope.

Lando was firm on his stance, no more dancing around. "Yes, we do."

"Alright, let me get dressed," as it felt strange to talk like that only in her pyjama. Normally, Lando would drop a comment on how he did not want to hear these types of sentences ever again.

"Great, I'll wait in there," he said, pointing to the living room part of the suite.

//

The pseudo formal feeling Lando brought with him went out of the window pretty soon. He was nervous beyond belief and her overly-panicky mind was already five steps ahead, overcoming their relation before it even ended.

"So, Norris. What brings you here at this hour?" she asked with a hint sarcasm.

He chucked and observed for a moment, recalculating the angle from which to untangle this. In front of him sat slightly disheveled girl, someone who he wanted to know everything about. It seemed like she deliberately did not join him at the couch and opted for a chair nearby.

"It's been a little crazy lately."

"When was it not?"

"Touché, you're right."

He recalled something his mom used to tell him - it usually only takes 30 seconds to be brave, the rest is dealing with the aftermath.

"I've been thinking," he said and only then has Y/N noticed a folder with the devil contract which got her blood raging once again.

"A unique event, yes," she commented dryly.

"Come on. Stop it. I've thought about it and spoke to my lawyers."

"You did what?!"

"Hear me out, you muppet," another sigh and gestured to her to calm down before getting a wrong idea. "I think our little game of cat and mouse has gotten out of hand. I don't think we can go on like this before it blows up in our faces. It's better to control the narrative."

She shifted in her chair, sitting a little too far away from him on the couch. It felt uncomfortable. "So you want to end it?"

Lando was taken back. "Obviously not? Do you?"

She was quit to respond, fuck it now, right? "No, but I'm not the one who protested again the fake dating thing as if it was a request to walk into an open fire," she said defensively. She could not fathom how he could just run around this world, giving these mixed vibes all the time. And Lando was having the same kind of questions.

He stared her deeply in the eyes. His 30 seconds counting.

"Y/N. I think we're past the whole hatered thing. I really like you and it feels stupid to say it like that. But apparently, I need to say it in order for you to start believing me." He wanted to add few sentences about how he will leave her alone immediately if she didn't feel the same. But he didn't. Stopped avoiding.

Now it was her taken back. Stripped down to the core. Time to come forward, to herself and the gorgeous boy she wanted to devour.

"You once said no strings attached. I want strings attached. If we were to continue, I can't do something casual with you. I'm already beside that point," she said slowly, picking the right words in order to get point out.

He smiled. "Good. Feels nice being on the same page." She let out a smirk and a small laugh. The tension in the room gone and waves of relief washing them over.

"Do you realize we sound like high schoolers with a crush?" she commented with a noticeable ease.

"The truth is I believe not so far away from that." She made him feel all those feelings. Excitement. Butterflies. Healthy amount of nervousness. Because he cared. Because they both did.

"Can you come closer to me?" he asked, pointing at the blank space at the couch. More than wiling, she got up and sat next to him.

"Can I kiss you before I ask you to about the lawyers?" she pleaded, while he held her hand gently. He did not need any convincing. In fact, this was all he needed. He approached her face slowly, taking his time to take in the moment. And when he ultimately lock his lips with hers, it was like unlocking a whole new level in the game. Tender, vulnerable and soft. For her, it was like letting go of the biggest worry, she could finally let herself loose and be herself. With all the strings attached. He caressed her lips once more before they both reached for a short breath. He took a lock of her hair in his fingertips and played with it. She kept touching his hands, that were sending her all the way to hell.

"So, are we going with the whole dating thing?" she asked, mainly for confirmation.

"I hope so...It feels exciting to think about that," he said quietly, as if he just began to realize that.

"Yes, it does," she said, before she finally ended their moment of soft whispers and pulled back a bit. "So, the fuck you're talking about some lawyers shit. Are you planning on suing me?"

He laughed. "I find it funny that your mind went immediately towards that."

"Well you know, child of divorced parents, you never know," she said with a hint of sarcasm masking the true feeling of traumatic memories.

"Right, I understand," he said seriously and made a mental not to ask her about this another time. He longed to know absolutely everything. He shuffled to position himself in less of a slag off position. "So, I've been thinking. The whole "PR relationship thing" - at first I thought it was the worst idea known to human kind. I want to try it with you for real, not to dance like a puppy and not following my feelings," he said as her heart danced the happiest of dances. She nodded at him, letting him finish. Lando was surprised at how much she shifted towards listening instead of constantly jumping into his sentences. He was growing to like that. It was hard for him not to smile. "Right, stop giving me these looks, it's hard for me to get to the point," he said, smiles escaping left and right.

"Hard, you're saying?" she said cheekily. Oh, he was going to make her night really difficult later.

"Anyway, as I was saying. The whole PR thing will be an issue, or more like a thing to tackle together in the future anyway, so why not have some control over it."

She was trying to let this idea sink in. "So you're saying, like date for real and let people think it's for PR?"

He was happy that she appeared to be on the same page. "Exactly. Do whatever we want and just let them worry about our story. And at some point, when we see how this goes, we'll just say we managed to fall for each other because of them and it will a whole happy story for everyone. I feel like if we disclose now, we're robbing ourselves of precious time to get to know each other. What do you think?"

She thought about it for a moment - but her gut feeling was telling her to trust Lando. If she was to start dating him, it would be good to become a team. And he was around this stuff, better than she was. "I think what you're saying makes a lot of sense."

"Pardon? I did not quite catch what you're saying," he said, making fun of her.

"You idiot, you've heard me perfectly fine!" she responded, the corners of her mouth going up again.

"No, I did not, you're gonna have to come closer to say that," he winked at her and got dangerously close to her once again. "Closer, still far away," he said as he licked his lips before kissing her again. While having a way faster battle of tongues this time, she cupped his face as he gently pushed her down to lay on the couch they were sharing.

"There are few things to change in the contract," he said in between kisses, his voice getting characteristically high, as it always did when he was excited. "We need to add a Recognition of Potential Feeling clause, or whatever," he remarked as his mouth found her neck. "And few things regarding the physical aspect of the relation," he whispered to her neck, as she started to let out gentle moans.

"Physical aspects?" she let out suggestively. "Could you be more specific?"

His hands started to roam under her shirt. "I'm happy to show you everything that contract is banning us from doing. First point being not having any physical contact alone."

"Poor Oscar, he's gonna be mortified when he finds out he has to watch," she joked, as she began to touch his dick through his pants.

He bit her lower lip. "Do you like that? When people watch?"

"Depends. I want you all for myself."

"Oh, finally something we agree on. I'm going to be very territorial, you know? Let everyone know that this," he pointed at her torso, "this and this is mine," he said as his hand went in between her legs and lastly to her head. He looked her deeply in the eyes before speaking again. "I've fucked your body, but I feel like mind-fucking you is going to be fun."

Her eyes were wide open and she felt herself getting wetter and wetter. "Lando, show me everything this contract is prohibiting us to do."

It was like giving him three shots of espresso. He smirked, as he began to take off his shirt. "You're going to have to strip for me, honey." She more than happily obliged.

Lando observed like a hungry animal. She was finally his, fully. Her hands crept up his torso, lining his muscles all the way in.

"No touching here," he said as he roamed around her cleavage, "definitely not this," he continued as he kissed her nipple and let her grab his hair firmly. "Oh and most definitely not this," he ended with his hand reaching out all the way down and circled around her clit.

Blood rushed into her head and she arched herself on the sofa handle, giving him a sight to remember during lonely nights. Dim light hitting her body with shadows highlighting the curves. He watched, as his fingers made her lips turn into a smile. It was intoxicating. He flicked them like scissors, gently and watching his tempo. Then he took them out and licked them while maintaining eye contact.

"I want a taste of you," she said before thinking and gestured to come over to her face. She opened her mouth and closed her eyes, starting at the very tip and playing with it gently. She moved her hand up and down his shaft and started taking him in more and more.

Lando was never fan of slow sex. But her moves made him curious to see how far he can push her and himself. Her tongue and lips felt like a soft feather, making his now wet dick sensitive. He got shivers down his lower back, something he rarely did. It was like pleasure started flowing though his whole body. He reached out to hold her other hand and he began slowly moving his hips. He was sliding up and down her tongue as she wrapped her lips around without any plans of letting him go. He on the other hand slit out of her mouth completely, albeit reluctantly. He locked eyes with her and they both knew what was coming next. "I want to try something new this time," he whispered with a hint of excitement in his voice. She was more than happy to try new things with him, knowing all too well that he was perceptive enough to stop the moment she'd feel uncomfortable.

She expected a meriad of different things - but not him, sliding in as slow as possible. It was the sweetest form of torture. Her body, used to his deep hard thrusts was now tightly wrapped around his cock. Lando felt heavenly. Feeling every inch of her body that was around him more intensively than ever before. He kept his slow tempo she she arched her back again, providing him with his favorite view and an angle, that made his moves feel deeper now. Y/n never understood before this moment why some people really likes slow sex. There was tenderness, focus and a pelicular pleasure coming in longer waves. It was like slowing down made them more present. She felt wetter than she ever had with him. And soon enough, when her mind was somewhere high up in the sky, a clear warm liquid started coming out of her - and with every squirt an indescribable heat of pleasure coming around her lower belly. Her breathing became harder and harder, moans that she could not hold in for her life. Lando first felt warmth on his cock and then looked down as drop of her juices started hitting on his stomach. He watched with awe, not being able to get a girl into this position before. As he watched her drown in orgasms, he sped up just a tiny bit in order to get himself ready to finish once she was done. And when he inevitably did, he painted with him cum all over her bare chest.

If this was how it was going to be now, he is going to be a very happy man.

Y/N came down in few moments, her breath going at a normal speed now. He reached out for a box of tissue to get her cleaned up and kissed her once again.

"This was a nice sight," he said, again with his voice going up higher than usual.

She was taken back, this new incredible feeling of finally being "empty" taking over and mixing with a hint of shame as she the aftermath she left on the couch. Lando noticed when her face went red as she saw her stain.

"That's quite embarrassing," she said shyly. And that was not something that Lando would allow. He took his hand and pulled her chin up gently.

"Now, do not ever say that. Did it feel good?" he asked, genuinely curious.

She was gathering herself for a moment before finally admitting. "Oh, god, yes. Unreal."

He smiled proudly. "Good. Well then this is not the last time we're doing this. And also, this," he said pointing at the stain, "is not something a towel can't solve."

She bit her lips and let a smile escape her. If love was a sunbeam, her world was the brightest day in the middle of summer.

p12

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[tw1st3d-trans1st0r]

Based on my fav FOB lyrics (I'm like a lawyer with the way I'm always trying to get you off) but I love them aafhdj

[bunnyrafe]

🎧🎶໒꒰ྀི ∩ ⸝⸝ ∩ ꒱ྀིა 𝒷𝓊𝓃𝓃𝓎’𝓈 playlist

♥︎ songs / lyrics that remind me of rafe specifically highly toxic!rafe

sundress / a$ap rocky

— 'cause lately i’ve been thinking 'bout you and rebuilding, walking 'round like you lost feelings. i can tell he not fulfilling, you in love with me still. they say only if looks could kill, for real

lost / frank ocean

— triple weight couldn't weigh the love i've got for the girl. and i just wanna know why you ain't been going to work? boss ain't workin' you like this. he can't take care of you like this

i. pink toes (feat. jhen�� aiko) / childish gambino

— he slangs his yay through the corridors. every day, 20K, yep, at the very least, for sure. and they say there's no way, i should stay with someone like you but i tell them, "no." there's no way i could stray, gotta stay with someone like you. 'cause i know, one day, you could take me away, far away. i know you could pay. all the money you made, there'll be plenty of sunshine

jealousy (feat. rema) / FKA twigs

— i just wanna go outside and feel the sun is shinin' on my better side. i've not always had my way, but i forgive my sins. yeah, baby, that's okay. jealousy you put on me, you're in your feelings way too deep

candy / mk.gee

— i've done some bad, i won't fake it. i got patterns, don't think i'll shake it. ah, but you fuck up too and that's fine. i cut you slack, you cut me mine

pressurelicious (feat. future) / megan thee stallion

— 5 in the morning, i need it, knocking the bed off the hinges. get in your mouth like a dentist, really, i belong in the Guinness. pressure, she good for the image, i put her in vintage. i'ma take care of the business, drop a bag, it hit different. i'ma give away my thots for a rich bitch, woo. fuck me, and call me toxic, she no different

WY@ / brent faiyaz

— you and i know you aint no good for me but you feel so good to me. every time i come back i try to leave, so how you end up back with me? i don't know

never call me / jhené aiko

— we never shared anything but the drugs. we were both numb, never had anything real between us, we really must. smoking that crazy shit, in my city talkin' crazy shit but you ain't know i'm a crazy bitch. and tell your lawyer that i ain't paying shit

m.o.n.e.y / the 1975

— tabs with unlimited zero's, new clothes, bloody nose, powders and walking back home. has he got enough weed, no. broken phone retching on the floor alone. i can't believe that we're talking about him

florida kilos / lana del rey

— strung in my mouth and gold hoops. you like your little baby like you like your drinks, cool. white lines, pretty daddy, go skiing. you snort it like a champ, like the winter we're not in

[is-this-plural]

on the plural chonny songs topic, hes got two original songs with some variation of the line "one will turn to two will turn to five"

"End the Dance." and "Devil's Tricks."

the second one is more especially plural all the way through but i think the first one precontextualizes the line

also Pit. is so so plural to me. you just gotta trust me but it matches the themes of both songs... and Devil's Song. has similar graphics to one major section of pit during the "one will turn to two will turn to five" line

obligatory mention of The Ballad of Dr Jekyll and The Mr Hide Jive for obvious reasons

laplaces angel is DEFINITELY PLURAL "one hundred trillion years all piled up in one brain" and just that whole verse

Not Perfect is so plural to us. on its own lyrically not necessarily but wearing different outfits n singing with voices for each section.

the forest for the trees for similar reasons tbh

tomcat disposables isnt necessarily plural but it feels like its about growing up after a particularly food insecure childhood, in a pretty plural way

honestly theres so many with one solo line that are so so plural in otherwise irrelevant songs

Thermodynamic Lawyer, Push, Mayday,

THE MOSS. i mean "well legend says that one and one is two and that one and two is three" which sort of ends up getting thematically reprised over into mucka blucka

we have even less reason for chonny's inferno i dont think theres a single line thats plural but to me its the. its the plural self acceptance and finding community. "an awfully diverse cast of critters resides down here in hell" you get it.

also also the latest project is based on the Ship of Theseus, and hes making a bunch of variations of the same song and theres nothing particular plural about it yet beyond just. the concept of the Ship of Theseus haha.

ok i think thats it

insert image I Can (imagine anything) Make ANY Chonny Jash Song Plural

It's moments like these that I'm glad I accidentally spoke this blog into existence.

End the Dance: your future self was too late to stop you but god damn it she's still going to try. If there aren't already animatics to this song, you know what to do.

Devil's Tricks: welp, she tried, it didn't work. Honestly, this one hits a little too close to home. I'll have to check out the full album

Pit: Even just the fact this is off the same album as the last two is already promising - why is the youtube upload's description "please do not call headspace"

Jekyll/Hyde Jive: oh come on how can I not?

Laplace's Angel: I almost put the original on the playlist when I first made it, and now I'm annoyed I didn't. Let's redefine reality together

Not Perfect: A flawed whole made of flawed parts? A life that never quite feels like it's entirely yours or always worth doing? Yeah, I see it

Forest for the Trees: This is the girl who's inviting me to run away with her in Laplace's Angel, mental health problems and all. Can't really call it a plural song though

Tomcat Disposables: this song just doesn't sound right to me in a major key, but you're right

Push/Mayday: Don't Die Wondering.

The Moss: Look, there's stretch, and then there's "the concept of math is a CCCC Covered in Discontent reference"

Chonny's Inferno: I see it. Dear anon, I see it

Ship of Theseus: "I did say I was working on one song." Track six wasn't out when you sent this ask, but I'd say it has the right vibes

(Total additions: 4)

[princessphilly]

Soooo

My 40th Birthday is coming soon!!!!

So I decided I wanted to celebrate in a big way! Thus, a lyric blurb challenge.

So there are two ways to do this:

1. Pick out a song lyric and fandom and ask me to write or

2. Pick out a song lyric and fandom and write it yourself and post it!

Eep: edited to add, Please send me an ask with the lyric, fandom, and if you want me to write it or if you’re going to write it.

Please post anything related to this with #princesspbdaychallenge because I will be following that tag

Open fandoms: TGM, hockey (Sidney Crosby, Nate Mac, Jamie Oleksiak, Brandon Tanev, ask me about others), Marvel, CE characters, Seb Stan characters, Henry Cavill characters.

Tagging: @spine-buster @chara-hugs @starshine-hockey-girl @buckets-and-trees @biteofcherry @vonalyn @angryschnauzer @persephonepraxidikechthonios @hangmanapologist @hangmanssunnies @withahappyrefrain @yanna-banana @callsignspark @kreiderrider @gretagerwigsmuse @fineanddandy @syntheticavenger @sunshinexsin @navybrat817 @ginghampearlsnsweettea @himbos-on-ice @hiimana @whoeverineedtobe @hockeynshit @2-fast-2-curious @jobean12-blog @thebookofmags @fenixstar

Click to see lyric prompts:

Love

There is an indentation in the shape of you

Made your mark on me, a golden tattoo

Taylor Swift - Dress

Baby, won't you be my sweetheart

We could share a storybook romance

Mariah Carey - Sweetheart

How do you do it?

Make me feel like I do

How do you do it?

It's better than I ever knew

Incubus - Stellar

Forever my lady

I say just what i mean

Forever and ever

I pray is what i see

Jodeci - Forever My Lady

Walks by me every day

Her and love are the same

The woman that's stolen my heart

And beauty is her name

Dru Hill - Beauty 

When I trust you we'll make love until the morning

Let me tell you all my secrets and I'll whisper 'til the day's done

Fka Twigs - Lights On

Cupid doesn't lie

But you won't know unless you give it a try

Oh baby, true love

won't lie but we won't know unless we give it a try

give it a try

112 - Cupid

At night, I think of you

I want, to be your lady, maybe

Ghost Town DJ’s - My Boo

I don't ask for too many things

Only one thing I really need

That is you baby next to me

Mary J Blige - Give Me You

I wanna be the one who you believe

In your heart is sent from (sent from heaven)

Keyshia Cole - Heaven Sent

Angst

Tell me how does it feel

When your heart grows cold? 

New Order - Blue Monday

Talk to the wind, talk to the sky

Talk to the man with the reasons why

And let me know what you find

Taylor Swift - Come In With The Rain

You can never win or lose

If you don't run the race

The Psychedelic Furs - Love My Way

I didn't know nothing, I was stupid, I was foolish

I was lying to myself

Mariah Carey - We Belong Together

There's something kinda sad about

The way that things have come to be.

Desensitized to everything.

What became of subtlety?

Tool - Stinkfist

(Do I wanna know?)

If this feeling flows both ways?

(Sad to see you go)

Was sort of hoping that you'd stay

Arctic Monkeys - Do I Wanna Know?

Collect the bad habits that you couldn't bear to keep

Fall Out Boy - I'm Like A Lawyer With The Way I'm Always Trying To Get You Off (Me & You)

The sun goes down

I feel the light betray me

Linkin Park - Papercut

See the stone set in your eyes

See the thorn twist in your side

I'll wait for you

U2 - With Or Without You

I come home early expecting your warm embrace

But something is wrong 'cuz its written all over your face

Dru Hill - In My Bed

Platonic

Like a shoebox of photographs

With sepia-toned loving

Jack Johnson -  Better Together

Yea, I've been workin' all week

And I'm tired and I don't wanna sleep

I wanna have fun

It's time for a good time

Alan Jackson - Good Time

Come on, baby, let's get away

Let's save our troubles for another day

Come go with me we've got it made

Let me take you on an escapade

Janet Jackson - Escapade

The grabbing hands grab all they can

All for themselves, after all

(It's a competitive world)

(Everything counts in large amounts)

Depeche Mode - Everything Counts

Wear the grudge like a crown. Desperate to control.

Unable to forgive. And sinking deeper.

Tool - The Grudge

And on I read until the day was gone

And I sat in regret of all the things I've done

For all that I've blessed, and all that I've wronged

In dreams until my death I will wander on

Audioslave - Like A Stone

It's so unreal, didn't look out below

Watch the time go right out the window

Linkin Park - In The End

And so we're told this is the golden age

And gold is the reason for the wars we wage

U2 - New Year’s Day

And the crashes are heaven for a sinner like me

But the arms of the ocean delivered me

Florence and the Machine - Never Let Me Go

And all I dreamed of, it can't get started

Time goes really slow and I need to let it out

Kelela - Bankhead

Smutty

We go deep and we don't get no sleep

'Cause we'll be up all night until the early light

Janet Jackson - Go Deep

I'm hanging on your words

Living on your breath

Feeling with your skin

Will I always be here?

Depeche Mode - In Your Room

You'd be calling out my name

Begging me to play my games

Depeche Mode - Corrupt

Fetish is a pleasure you cannot be faked, woho hoho

But when it feels this good then it just comes natural

Baby, arch your back and point your toes

Miguel - Arch & Point

I'm your pimp, I'm your pope, I'm your pastor babe

Confess your sins to me while you masturbate

Miguel - the valley

I got plans to put my hands in places

I never seen, girl, you know what I mean

Usher - Nice & Slow

Turned on by everything you say

I'm turned on by everything you do

Jodeci - Freek'n You

No rules to this game

Turn me out

Now I'm helpless

And I beg you

Do it again

Kelela - Do It Again

Grab hold of me

Gentle love but touch passionately

I'll give you my blessing

Take me person and objectively

Ex and internally

Sabrina Claudio

Give it to me like you need it, baby

Want you to hear me screaming, heavy breathing

Summer Walker - Girls Need Love

[looselipssinkships-x]

fall out boy lyrics that make me think of the places i grew up

this town is wasted and alone -- death valley -- when i visit, if I'm lucky i get to drive around, and the nothingness is crushing. You go to school, you graduate, if you're upper or middle class you go to college, probably the local one an hour away. You have to drive an hour to get to the good grocery store, twenty minutes to the shitty one. You marry your high school sweetheart, or someone you met in college, you settle down and have kids. You have at least one family member who works for a company you're pretty sure is still just a factory, even though they have fancier names for it now. I look out the window of my parents' house and i can barely see the neighbors' house.

you were the last good thing about this part of town -- grand theft autumn/where is your boy -- i left my best friend in the city i moved from and god i miss her so fucking much. Every time i visit it's like we were never apart. Every time i leave we both wonder if we'd have made it had i not moved away.

i can't remember the good old days -- 27 -- your parents' house is supposed to feel like being a kid, running around carefree. I have not lived with my parents for eight years but every time i visit i wake up with that same chest crushing anxiety and it does not go away. Even when i get back out east it takes me days to feel like a person again.

every pane of glass that your pebbles tap/negates the pains I went through to avoid you/and every little pat on the shoulder for attention/fails to mention I still hate you -- chicago is so two years ago -- i did not visit for almost two years, and then only did so because my grandmother was dying. Had she not been, it would have likely been so much longer. I spent those two years hating that small town, because i thought if i hated it i wouldn't miss it, and it all hurt so much that it wasn't hard to try to hate it. (that didn't work, because even though it hurt, it was still home)

I know I should be home/all the colors of the street signs, they remind me of the/pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's house -- chicago is so two years ago -- it's the little things that get me, the parts that weren't so bad, the parts that were even good, the parts that killed me to leave behind. The first dance class i took out east i sobbed the entire two mile walk home.

whoa, can't do it by myself -- reinventing the wheel to run myself over -- this one gets me because every time everything just feels like too much, it's amplified by the fact that i did this to myself, i chose to move away from everyone and everything i ever knew, and it's therefore my responsibility to indeed, do it by myself

we're the kids who feel like dead ends//and the poets are just kids who didn't make it -- i've got a dark alley and a bad idea that says you should shut your mouth (summer song) -- literally all of my friends from home don't quite fit the midwestern mold, and we're all mentally ill creative types. We're in our mid twenties now and have felt like burn outs for years

I swear I'd burn this city down to show you the light -- sophomore slump or comeback of the year -- the same best friend from earlier. I worry the small town is crushing her and she's so, so bright.

the best way to make it through with hearts and wrists intact is to realize two out of three ain't bad -- i'm like a lawyer with the way i'm always trying to get you off (me & you) -- you make sacrifices to survive. Mental, emotional, physical, everyone's sacrificing something just to make it through.

it's all a game of this or that, now versus then/better off against worse for wear/and you're someone who knows someone who knows someone/I once knew, and I just want to be a part of this -- hum hallelujah -- the duality of living in such a small town where everyone knows everyone and still feeling like you have no place to belong

literally all of g.i.n.a.s.f.s. but especially: everybody wants to drive on through the night if it's a drive back home//things aren't the same anymore, some nights, they get so bad//i sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house//it's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you, I'm supposed to love you//I've already given up on myself twice third time is the charm//threw caution to the wind, but I've got a lousy arm -- ioh was my first fob cd, and i listened to it on repeat the summer i spent commuting from my parents house to the hospital in the city to camp until i finally got an apartment. This was also the year i spent coming out to myself, terrified of the future and expectations i knew I'd never meet. I was also in love with one of my best friends and god it hurts so much for your first love to feel so wrong

I will never end up like him/behind my back, I already am -- headfirst slide into cooperstown on a bad bet -- when i first moved to the east coast i swore I'd assimilate and no one would know where i came from, but the second I'd open my mouth it would be "oh what part of the midwest are you from?" Over time I've learned to make peace with the parts of myself that are so unavoidably rural and midwestern, but there were parts i resented for a long time, because it felt like I'd never be free from where i grew up

I don't know where I'm going/but I don't think I'm coming home -- alone together -- i remember driving home from a college course i was taking my senior year of high school and just, dreaming of driving on, starting somewhere new

and in the end/i'll do it all again -- the kids aren't alright -- if things had been different, if i'd grown up differently, i wouldn't be who i am today. Also i almost got these lyrics tattooed on my thigh. Still might tbh

you were the sunshine of my lifetime/what would you trade the pain for?//and I just about snapped, don't look back//what would you trade the pain for? I'm not sure -- love from the other side -- leaving was, and is, so goddamn hard. Every time i visit my best friend, my grandparents, i have to remind myself why i left, and why i can't go back, and so much of that focuses on looking forward because if i look at the past too much i begin to romanticize the pain

scar crossed lovers, forever -- heaven, iowa -- i am so inexplicably, irreversibly bound to the people i grew up with like some sort of fucked up trauma bonding. Out here on the east coast, in the cities, it's just different. Even people who grew up east coast "rural," it's not the same. It's strong with friends from the city i moved from and even stronger with my friend who grew up in the same county.

[sometimesiammybpd]

i reminded myself of a really dark point in my life (one of many) recently. and it is something i want to talk about because i've brought it up to friends before but it's never helped. i don't wanna talk about it in this post though because i don't want every post to be so negative.

when i entered high school, the most i listened to music wise was taylor swift. i grew up with her music because of my sisters. never a fan of country though and still not one. i was also really into electronic music at the time, but that was it. and high school was what introduced me to fall out boy, panic! at the disco, and my chemical romance. specifically fall out boy because that's what got me through high school. this was at the same time as the community, so my toxicity was rampant and anything i may mention that i did during this time, i hold myself accountable. but i wanna say something that i realized like a year ago and really haven't been able to say.

yeah, i was toxic as fuck. but most people either chose or somehow couldn't see that it really wasn't because i enjoyed hurting myself or others. i just . . . i don't know. the hardest part about trying to grow and change is identifying with your past self to understand why you were the way you were. it's a double-edged sword in my eyes. yeah, i want to understand so i don't go down that path again. but i also don't want to relive or think about those days as much as the people i hurt doesn't want to. i was never a monster. i made a lot of awful decisions and used very toxic tactics like manipulation and gaslighting. and i know why if i ever went to any of those people and tried to speak my mind, they wouldn't want to hear a word out of my mouth. i understand why. but to me, most of the time at that point felt like i was watching someone else make those decisions; like i had no control of myself. it doesn't excuse anything but things like me bullying myself was also stemmed out of these kinds of things. because i felt so out of control and i had so little explanation for what the fuck was wrong with me that it exhibited as that whole mess. i won't go into specifics because i don't want to make myself revisit every bad decision i have ever made.

but when i found fall out boy, for the first time i felt heard. even when i didn't know i had bpd, i just felt like somehow he was able to say what i was feeling. and i know pete has bipolar disorder, not bpd. but it honestly doesn't matter and that applies to then as well. i first really connected with infinity on high. i remember trying to listen to take this to your grave, but i wasn't really into screamo at that point and it turned me off for a bit (it is top three for me now). infinity on high for the longest time was my favorite album. lyrics like:

i'm like a lawyer with the way i'm always trying to get you off i take my last chance to burn a bridge or two. i only keep myself this sick in the head, 'cause i know how the words get you (off). the best way to make it through with hearts and wrists intact is to realize (that) two out of three ain't bad. don't you know who i think i am? i could learn to pity fools as i'm the worst of all and i can't stop feeling sorry for myself. the (after)life of the party i'm a stitch away from making it and a scar away from falling apart. i've got all this ringing in my ears and none on my fingers and the truth hurts worse than anything i could bring myself to do to you.

i listened to this on repeat. at this point in my life (15 - 16), i was spiraling mentally. i had started self-harming and just hurting myself and losing friends and just all of it. i had a suicide plan by 13. i was ready to go but then came 14 and 15 and i had no idea why i was even still here. i genuinely wanted to die and the only thing that got me from day to day was fall out boy. and the song that i really connected with and not in a good way was golden. god i remember crying hearing that song for the first time with lyrics and understanding what he was saying.

golden and i saw god cry in the reflection of my enemies. and all the lovers with no time for me. and all of the mothers raise their babies to stay away from me and pray they don't grow up to be me.

this song was everything to me. everything. hearing patrick sing about this kind of stuff didn't make me more suicidal or depressed. this was the song that showed me that these were more than just catchy songs to jam to. golden was the first song i really gave the lyrics a look at. and i can never forget that. but, for as much as i loved infinity, when i heard from under the cork tree for the first time, i couldn't put it down even more than IOH. as much as i was toxic, i was completely unaware of it and when someone set me off (usually by telling me that i needed to change), i went to from under. i went to fall out boy. like i said, i don't excuse how i was. but everyone pretty much looked at me like i knew what i was doing and didn't care. and there were the few times i did know or think to myself that what i was about to do or just did was not okay. but most of the time i was spiraling out of control and it defaulted to toxicity and rage.

and here's the part that i hate about this time besides just . . . everything. infinity isn't really tainted. i can start at thriller, go through to it's hard to say i do, when i don't and restart it and be fine. some days, i can't do that with from under. some days i hear certain lyrics and feel back in that hallway singing it to myself about someone who did nothing wrong but i was blaming them anyways. and don't get me wrong, i fucking love FUTCT to this day. it's an absolute masterpiece. but it does make it hard sometimes to listen to it. here's some of my favorite lyrics:

of all the gin joints in the world you only hold me up like this, cause you don't know who i really am. nobody puts baby in the corner i keep my jealousy close cause it's all mine. and if you say that makes you happy, then i'm not the only one lying. hand behind this pen relives a failure everyday 7 minutes in heaven (atavan halen) i'm having another episode. i just need a stronger dose. i'm not going home alone, cause i don't do too well on my own.

i slept with someone in fall out boy and all i got was this stupid song written about me so douse yourself in cheap perfume. it's so fitting of the way you are. they call kids like us vicious and carved out of stone. but, for what we've become, we just feel more alone a little less sixteen candles, a little more "touch me" i don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it.

i could go on, lol. this album holds as much of a place in my heart as IOH does, but this one really got me through most of high school. and a lot of the songs still get me through adult life and my job and other things. but two things on this album really really stuck with me. i've got a dark alley and a bad idea that says you should shut your mouth (summer song) and the speech at the end of get busy living or get busy dying (do your part to save the scene and stop going to shows). i've got a dark alley is the song for me. out of all fall out boy albums and records and whatnot, it's the song. when i'm in a bad episode, i still listen to it to this day to help me cope. i won't quote any lyrics specifically because it's the entire song. not that the others weren't but this one is explicitly the entire song for me. and i love you pete wentz for writing a fuckin masterpiece that i can't even believe you wanted to not include. and same feelings go towards that speech. that literally lives in my head rent free no matter what.

but i don't know. the whole point of this is that like, i love other bands. i love green day and i love paramore and i love p!atd and all of them. and i love listening to new bands that i've never heard before. but nothing can ever really meet the level of fall out boy for me. the level of that personal connection and feeling that for once, i'm not fucking alone in this fight. and it's also why i couldn't ever get into any of the post-hiatus / pre-SM(F)SD albums. they weren't bad and maybe it was just the instrumentals, but they just didn't feel as personal as the first four albums.

i don't know how to end this. fuck, i love fall out boy so much.

[chewtoyfrank]

@pisshandkerchief

Holy fuckkk. I. Fuck. Yeah. Yeah. Fuck.

Okay so. Favorites are probably, in order: Bang The Doldrums, I've Got All This Ringing In My Ears, This Ain't A Scene, The (After) Life Of The Party, and Hum Hallelujah.

I feel unwell.

Below are the notes I took while listening to each song 2 or 3 times. View at your own risk.

Thriller

Holy shittttt what the fuck

Starting off fucking intense

Oh

Holy shit

Ily vocals

Well. Uh Oh.

"The Take Over, The Breaks Over"

Ooooooo woah

Vibey

Broooooooo the chorus fuckss

Oh shitt

Shittt the guitarr

SHITTT the drumss

This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race

Woah

Woahhhh

Bro???

That little guitar bit. fuck

The likee buzzy lil emphasis on God Damn is soooo tingly holy shittttt

Fuck. Okay. Yeah. Okay.

I'm Like A Lawyer With The Way I'm Always Trying To Get You Off

Vocals ilyyyy. Pretty

Yeah

Hum Hallelujah

That bass fucks

Someone who knows someone who knows-

The chorus is so prettyyy

The pronunciation makes brain go brrrrrr

Crunchy ass ending

Golden

Mmmmm piano

Godd i love fucking backing vocals

Oh???? Pretty???

OH SHIT

OH SHITT

Fuck. Yeah okay

Thnks Fr Th Mmrs

Oh shit it's this song i know this one! Kind of

Very dramatic

Oooo clickity clackity

OOOOH THAT GUITAR

Don't You Know Who I Think I Am?

👏👏👏

Epic gamer moment!

I need to take vocal lessons. blease

Sexy ending

The (After) Life Of The Party

Oooooooobh prettyyyy

Damnn

Thw change into the fucking drums and to the next verse good shit

God DAMN the fucking VOCALS

Fuckkkkkkkkkkkk

This Slaps

GOT DAM THAT FUCKING fuckin uhhhh the last 'loose' fuck man

fuck.

The Carpal Tunnel Of Love

Sexy guitar

The drums fuckingg. Dun dun. Dun dun. 👍

More sexy guitarrrr

Vocals

Woag bridge what the fuck

God damn girl.

VOCALS

Bang The Doldrums

I LIKE? SEXY RHYTHM

Ooooo HELL YEAH Guitar!

Oh shitt

Oh Shittttttt it's fuckin bang the doldrums

I don't know it but I've heard about it so that means its popular right

Girl. Girl help.

Uh oh. Autism

This fucks so hard

It's giving uhhhhh piratey? Idk but I like it

Goddamn. Yeah. Yeah.

Fame < Infamy

Sexy guitar, chef's kiss

Haven't deciphered the lyrics but I'm feeling some type of way abt them

More guitar yummm

👍

You're Crashing, But You're No Wave

SEXYY GUITAR

This fucks

Oh shitt the fucking silence after hushed fuckk

👍👍

Woahh damn the choiral part, shit

I've Got All This Ringing In My Ears And None On My Fingers

Oooooooo

Shittt

The truth hurts worse part is so brain tingly fucking chills fuck

Fuckk

Ooooooooo

OOOOOOHHHHHHH

FUCKK, MAJOR AUTISM SLAY

💞💞💞

God Damn. Fuck. Shit

G.I.N.A.S.F.S.

Ooooooh cunty ass intro

Oh shit this slays

CUNTY ASS GUITAR HELL YEAH

Love the energy this fucks

She's so mysterious. What does she stand for

It's Hard To Say "I Do", When I Don't

Oooooooo

Damnnnn hella lyrics

Ooooooo that buildup Yessss

The ending that fucks

Dance, Dance - Live

Ily drumsss

ILY BASS

Believe it or not. Ily vocals

Good shitt

This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race - Live

STILL FUCKS.

Fucks more i think actually

Extra cuntyyy i love it. ILY LIVE VOCALS

Autism hungry feed it fob

Fuckkkk this SLAYS

Thriller - Live

CRUNCHYYYYYY

pretty

Crunchy AND Pretty. Impeccable.

FUCKING CRUNCHYY

pretty again. shes versatile

Slayyy

I want to gnaw on this song like a dog bone

[losergendered]

ID: a flag that has ten stripes. they are midnight indigo, muted blue, muted sky blue, blueish gray, off-white, muted yellow, yellow-orange, muted orange, light red, and brick red. END ID

Underneymoonphrasic: a gender related to the phrase "me and you, underneath the honeymoon," a line from pete wentz's livejournal which was an initial version of the lyric "me and you, setting in a honeymoon" from the song "i'm like a lawyer the way i'm always trying to get you off (me and you)" by fall out boy.

Colors changed slightly from the Setthoneymoonlyrica (link) flag, as well as picked from images of the livejournal homepage

[nematanthus]

Album Review: Infinity On High- Fall Out Boy

Release Date:

February 6 2007

Tracklist:

Thriller

"The Take Over, The Breaks Over"

This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race

I'm Like A Lawyer With The Way I'm Always Trying To Get You Off (Me & You)

Hum Hallelujah

Golden

Thnks Fr Th Mmrs

Don't You Know Who I Think I Am?

The (After) Life Of The Party

The Carpal Tunnel Of Love

Bang The Doldrums

Fame < Infamy

You're Crashing, But You're No Wave

I've Got All This Ringing In My Ears But None On My Fingers

G.I.N.A.S.F.S.

It's Hard To Say "I Do", When I Don't

Favorite Track:

You're Crashing, But You're No Wave

Least favorite track:

The (After) Life Of The Party

Album art opinions:

While the album cover itself may not make a lot of sense as a visual component, the chaos of it fits the vibe of the record very well. The tone of the album swings wildly from high energy sarcastic and fun tracks to melancholy depressed ones with little to no rhyme or reason as to why the songs are arranged in the fashion that they are, and the mishmash of objects in the starry blue room tie that together rather well. The blue color itself also calls to several songs in the album where they mention the color blue, whether it's in reference to eyes, feelings, or something else entirely (looking at you, Hum Hallelujah). Take This To Your Grave is the only other Fall Out Boy Album cover that uses a predominantly blue background, but since that one uses a much brighter blue than this one, they can't easily be mistaken for one another.

Color: 9/10

Recognizability: 5/10

Vibes: 7/10

Total: 7/10

Music opinions/notes:

As mentioned in the art section, the tone of this album swings wildly between tracks, which can be upsetting while listening through the album, as you get stuck in a groove and then it gets upset by something sad and then once again right back into the high energy tracks, it makes sense as to what I believe they were trying to achieve with this album. Yes, life is good and fun and everything like that, but that doesn't always mean your mental health will be. This album came at the peak of early Fall Out Boy fame, and they have everything to show for it. Good production quality, fun and interesting song meanings, clever wordplay, this album is a near no skip for me. From iconic tracks that you can't help but to love, like Thnks fr th mmrs and This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race, to deeper cuts that still bring the energy and Fall Out Boy sound that has cemented itself at this time, like Fame < Infamy and The Carpal Tunnel Of Love, this album brings to the table what I consider the quintessential Fall Out Boy vibe.

Vibes: 9/10

Mix: 9/10

Lyrics: 8/10

Instruments: 8/10

Total: 8/10

Total Score:

7/10

[asteracaea]

When I heard Vampire, I felt an energy thar this song had parts that could be about Taylor. I know it's about her awful ex, but Olivia got crafty with this one.

Then someone posted this on reddit. A video was posted 2 weeks ago. I hate how the industry does shit like this to people.

https://youtu.be/N4-Z4MZAs-E

my internet sucks rn so i can't watch the video but posting for others!

the industry is so horrible, especially to young women, in every aspect. i am so glad olivia and taylor and others are speaking out.

anon, do you and the video think taylor is the subject (or one of) of vampire?

maybe it's all true but my gut (haha pun) really does not believe the feud narrative. to me it feels like the media and the public pitting two successful female artists against each other yet again, which taylor herself has called out. and i am so surprised that taylor's fans go along with this story because how could they think she would be so petty and jealous?? i know we don't really know her, but we know what she has shown us for almost two decades and the person i've seen would lift up and support another rising star, not try to sabotage her. it's the exact opposite of how we've seen taylor behave.

the weirdness around the credits for deja vu bug me. i do not think the bridge sounds at all like cruel summer. but legal lawyer battles get weird when there's big big money involved. i personally do not believe that came from taylor. sure, maybe it did and i am completely wrong, but i honestly think it was some back door lawyer dealings that we will never know the details of. i hope i'm right.

(side note: when radiohead's legal team tried to sue lana del rey or whatever happened there because get free sounds exactly like creep, THEY LOST! and i'm sorry, but get free DOES sound exactly like creep in a way that my uneducated mind would absolutely think qualified as requiring credit to radiohead. but the courts said NOPE! ugh well we can all see how bullshit and fucked up and nonsensical and corrupt the courts are now, but i'm off on a tangent.)

so back to olivia, i'm always for multiple interpretations of songs and i know she's brilliant and absolutely capable of layering multiple meanings into her lyrics just like taylor does. but this particular narrative of taylor being shitty to olivia makes me sad and i don't like it. i don't think taylor would ever be like that and i'm shocked that her fans are so ready to believe she would.