TheMixTape

♬ This is my mixed tape for her.
It's like I wrote every note with my own fingers ♬
Music. Thoughts. Interests. Me.
Looking to cover and create my own music.


What do you want to know?  

Warped Tour is on FRIDAY!

Who wants to go with me? Because pretty much everyone I know is either working or doesn’t understand what good music is

#warped tour #2014 #Detroit #Palace of Auburn Hills #music #concerts #I already took the day off
That’s insane, so many phones! Lol #falloutboy #monumentour

That’s insane, so many phones! Lol #falloutboy #monumentour

#monumentour #falloutboy

This EP is amazing and I love this video.
In other news Lindsey Stirling is definitely my dream girl, haha.

A spark soaring down through the pouring rain
And restoring life to the lighthouse
A slow motion wave on the ocean
Stirs my emotion up like a rain cloud

When did the sky turn black?
And when will the light come back?

A cab driver turned to skydiver
Then to survivor,
Dying to breakdown
A blood brother, surrogate mother,
Hugging each other, crying their eyes out

When did the sky turn black?
And when will the light come back?

I’m ecstatic like a drug addict
Locked in the attic
Strung out and spellbound

I fought all through the night
Oh, oh, but I made it alive
The sun’s starting to rise
Oh, oh, these are beautiful times
This fight of my life is so hard, so hard, so hard
But I’m gonna survive
Oh, oh, these are beautiful times

A bad feeling burned through the ceiling
Leaving my healing heart with a new scar
A dead fire rose and rose higher
Like a vampire, up from the graveyard

When did the sky turn black?
And when will the light come back?

We all suffer but we recover
Just to discover life where we all are

I fought all through the night
Oh, oh, but I made it alive
The sun’s starting to rise
Oh, oh, these are beautiful times
This fight of my life is so hard, so hard, so hard
But I’m gonna survive
Oh, oh, these are beautiful times

This fight of my life is so hard, so hard, so hard
But I’m gonna survive
Oh, oh, these are beautiful times

My heart’s burning bad
And it’s turning black
But I’m learning how to be stronger
And sincerely, I love you dearly
Oh, but I’m clearly destined to wander

#TheMixTape #mixtapexxmusic #Owl City #Beautiful Times #Ultraviolet #music #music video #Lindsey Stirling #lyrics

Sunshine, there ain’t a thing that you can do that’s gonna ruin my night.
(But, there’s just something about)
This dizzy dreamer and her bleeding little blue boy.
Licking your fingers like you’re done and,
You’ve decided there is so much more than me.
And baby, honestly it’s harder breathing next to you, I shake.

I brought a gun and as the preacher tried to stop me.
Hold my heart it’s beating for you anyway.

What if I can’t forget you?
I’ll burn your name into my throat.
I’ll be the fire that’ll catch you.
What’s so good about picking up the pieces?
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole.

Nobody prays for the heartless.
Nobody gives another penny for the selfish.
You’re learning how to taste what you kill now.
Don’t mind me, I’m just reaching for your necklace.
Talking to my mom about this little girl from Texas.

What if I can’t forget you?
I’ll burn your name into my throat.
I’ll be the fire that’ll catch you.
What’s so good about picking up the pieces?
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole.

Just give her back to me.
You know I can’t afford the medicine that feeds what I need.

So, baby, what if I can’t forget you?
(What if I can’t forget you?)
Collide invisible lips like a shadow on the wall,
And just throw, oh no.
You can’t just throw me away.

So, what if I can’t forget you?
I’ll burn your name into my throat.
I’ll be the fire that’ll catch you.
What’s so good about picking up the pieces?
What if I don’t even want to?

Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh. Oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh.

What if I can’t forget you?
I’ll burn your name into my throat.
I’ll be the fire that’ll catch you.
What’s so good about picking up the pieces?
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole.

Just give her back to me.
You know I can’t afford the medicine that feeds what I need.
So, baby, what if I can’t forget you?
(What if I can’t forget you?)
I’d better learn to live alone.

What’s so good about picking up the pieces?
What’s so good about? What’s so good about?
What’s so good about picking up the pieces?
Oh.

#TheMixTape #mixtapexxmusic #lyrics #caraphernelia #pierce the veil #music #favs #love songs #selfish machines
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Everything you love is here

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Everything you love is here

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It’s been a while!

Hey everyone! I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted but I’ve been trying to work on me lately. I’ve started P90X3 to get in shape/help strengthen my core to be able to sing better and trying to sleep more. It’s starting to work, I’m actually feeling better lately. I’ll try to post a little more often in the future though =].

Look-out for new posts, possibly a new cover song coming soon! Check out my music posts and send me suggestions =]

#themixtape #posts #new me #happier me #p90x3

LOVE this band, seriously amazing music.

Show me what you’re worth
Get up
Facedown, thinking out loud
He’s so hardcore when he’s running his mouth
There’s always gonna be that fucking guy
You got a few things bottled up
Jump on a couple bottles like double dutch
Jager got you faded when society’s got you jaded
How do you expect to grow
When all you wanna do is break
It’s time to let shit go
And let the chorus play

No I don’t wanna be tough
I wanna make sure they can see me cry sure enough
Don’t wanna bottle this up
The way you make me feel when you’re around
Tough guy dies a little inside
This town might show no love
But kid you gotta wake up

This is the real world
And you’re only hurting yourself
When you spend every waking moment
With your fingers crossed
I don’t think you can afford
To set karma further in motion
Go ahead
No one cares
Talk shit you mean nothing
Talk shit you mean nothing

No I don’t wanna be tough
I wanna make sure they can see me cry sure enough
Don’t wanna bottle this up
The way you make me feel when you’re around
Tough guy dies a little inside
This town might show no love
But no, I don’t wanna be tough

Ask what I see in you
I don’t see nothing, I see right through
You’re transparent I know you don’t wanna hear it
And I don’t wanna be the person to slip up and hurt your feelings
I guess they don’t wanna say it to your face but I will cause somebody’s gotta put you in your place
I’m not afraid to scream and shout
And freak out and throw my hands up
And let it out
Punk bitch walking tall like you got something to prove
Nah man, cause deep down you know it sucks to be you
Stingray Affliction
Making small stabs in passing
But the pain is bigger than it seems
Stop holding me under and let me breathe…
Just let me breathe
The pain is bigger than it seems
A tough guy dies a little inside
Just let me breathe
The pain is bigger than it seems
Stop holding me under and let me breathe
#TheMixTape #mixtapexxmusic #issues #self titled #stingray affliction #music #new interests #lyrics #music video #amazing #warped tour #can't wait #thoughts #feelings

This band is SIIIICK, holy shit. I can’t fuckin wait for Warped Tour to see these guys. Check out their debut album!

I’m so mad at myself
For giving in to what I want, never again 
That feeling we felt 
We called it love, you called it off 
And I never been so mad at myself 

I got this old girl I know she’s trying to play me 
She’s like a Honda, these days I drive Mercedes
She’s a killer, try to get inside my head
Try to give her wine and bread
But she prefers the blood I bled
Playing chess ain’t no way I’m gonna fight fair 
She’s playing tricks like the vixen in my nightmares
So damn greedy, that girl is so needy 
I’m the king of this game, but I think she just beat me 

I never should have let you in 
I needed a hit of something 
High for this feeling they call love 

I’m so mad at myself
For giving in to what I want, never again 
That feeling we felt 
We called it love, you called it off 
And I never been so mad at myself 

I’ve got your melody in my head
Feels like I’m singing it wrong 
Then again there’s nothing worse 
Than being addicted to a bad song 
She’s a fiend for attention 
And I’m a guilty dealer 
High for this feeling they call love 

I’m so mad at myself
For giving in to what I want, never again 
That feeling we felt 
We called it love, you called it off 
And I never been so mad at myself
So mad, so mad at myself
So mad, so mad at myself

Test me while you can, while you can test me
She said she likes the edge, but then she pushed me 
You know how to make it hard, to walk away 

I’m so mad at myself
For giving in to what I want, never again 
That feeling we felt 
We called it love, you called it off 
And I never been so mad at myself
For giving in to what I want, never again 
That feeling we felt 
We called it love, you called it off 
And I never been so mad at myself
So mad at myself

#TheMixTape #mixtapexxmusic #Issues #Mad At Myself #Lyrics #new music #awesome #self titled #check them out #warped tour #vans warped tour

It’s about time

Time for me to stop wallowing in my own self pity and do something to feel better about myself. 

To start, I’m going to follow through on my new years resolution and do P90X3 all the way through. We’ll see where this takes me!

#confidence #strength #p90x3 #work out #feel better #eat better #new years resolution #it's about time
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#thoughts
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#zombie #drink #awesome #try it

One of my favorite songs by two of my favorite artists, and a great video!

[Verse 1: Nate Ruess]
Mom, I know I let you down
And though you say the days are happy
Why is the power off, and I’m fucked up?
And, Mom, I know he’s not around
But don’t you place the blame on me
As you pour yourself another drink, yeah.

[Hook: Nate Ruess]
I guess we are who we are
Headlights shining in the dark night I drive on
Maybe we took this too far

[Verse 2: Eminem]
I went in headfirst
Never thinking about who what I said hurt, in what verse
My mom probably got it the worst
The brunt of it, but as stubborn as we are
Did I take it too far?
"Cleaning Out My Closet" and all them other songs
But regardless I don’t hate you ‘cause, Ma,
You’re still beautiful to me, ‘cause you’re my mom
Though far be it from you to be calm, our house was Vietnam
Desert Storm and both of us put together can form an atomic bomb equivalent to Chemical warfare
And forever we can drag this on and on
But, agree to disagree
That gift from me up under the Christmas tree don’t mean shit to me
You’re kicking me out? It’s 15 degrees and it’s Christmas Eve (little prick just leave)
Ma, let me grab my fucking coat, anything to have each other’s goats
Why we always at each other’s throats?
Especially when dad, he fucked us both
We’re in the same fucking boat, you’d think that it’d make us close (nope)
Further away it drove us, but together headlights shine, a car full of belongings
Still got a ways to go, back to grandma’s house it’s straight up the road
And I was the man of the house, the oldest, so my shoulders carried the weight of the load
Then Nate got taken away by the state at eight years old,
And that’s when I realized you were sick and it wasn’t fixable or changeable
And to this day we remained estranged and I hate it though, but

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Eminem]
'Cause to this day we remain estranged and I hate it though
'Cause you ain't even get to witness your grand babies grow
But I’m sorry, Mama, for “Cleaning Out My Closet”, at the time I was angry
Rightfully maybe so, never meant that far to take it though,
'cause now I know it's not your fault, and I'm not making jokes
That song I no longer play at shows and I cringe every time it’s on the radio
And I think of Nathan being placed in a home
And all the medicine you fed us
And how I just wanted you to taste your own,
But now the medications taken over
And your mental state’s deteriorating slow
And I’m way too old to cry, the shit is painful though
But, Ma, I forgive you, so does Nathan, yo
All you did, all you said, you did your best to raise us both
Foster care, that cross you bear, few may be as heavy as yours
But I love you, Debbie Mathers, oh, what a tangled web we have,
'cause one thing I never asked was
Where the fuck my deadbeat dad was
Fuck it, I guess he had trouble keeping up with every address
But I’d have flipped every mattress, every rock and desert cactus
Own a collection of maps and followed my kids to the edge of the atlas
Someone ever moved them from me? That you coulda bet your asses
If I had to come down the chimney dressed as Santa, kidnap them
And although one has only met their grandma once
You pulled up in our drive one night as we were leaving to get some hamburgers
Me, her and Nate, we introduced you, hugged you
And as you left I had this overwhelming sadness come over me
As we pulled off to go our separate paths,
And I saw your headlights as I looked back
And I’m mad I didn’t get the chance to thank you for being my Mom and my Dad
So, Mom, please accept this as a tribute I wrote this on the jet
I guess I had to get this off my chest,
I hope I get the chance to lay it before I’m dead
The stewardess said to fasten my seatbelt, I guess we’re crashing
So if I’m not dreaming, I hope you get this message that I’ll always love you from afar
'Cause you're my Ma

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Nate Ruess]
I want a new life (start over)
One without a cause (clean slate)
So I’m coming home tonight (yeah)
Well, no matter what the cost
And if the plane goes down
Or if the crew can’t wake me up
Well, just know that I’m alright
I was not afraid to die
Oh, even if there’s songs to sing
Well, my children will carry me
Just know that I’m alright
I was not afraid to die
Because I put my faith in my little girls
So I never say, “Goodbye, cruel world.”
Just know that I’m alright
I am not afraid to die

[Hook]

I want a new life

#TheMixTape #Eminem #Nate Reuss #Headlights #MMLP2 #music video #lyrics #fun #detroit
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We get in our own way, tripping on our feet.
Filling up our heads too much with words too hard to speak.
Drowning in a place, where the night cannot escape, commit ourselves into the depths, exposed against a page.

Caught in a phrase, an echo in our minds, a flash, a flood, and it’s burned into our eyes.
I can’t explain enough, and I won’t let it last the night.
I’ll show you that the image is still there unseen.
It’s darkest before the light, if we shut our eyes to see the things that we have lost inside the lines between.

Between the black and white, where everything goes grey, and everything’s unsaid, undone, and the negative bleeds away to reveal the memory that we’ve waited so long for.
The image shifts and the acid drips down the paper to the floor.

Caught in a phrase, an echo in our minds, a flash, a flood, and it’s burned into our eyes.
I can’t explain enough, and I won’t let it last the night.
I’ll show you that the image is still there unseen.
It’s darkest before the light, if we shut our eyes to see the things that we have lost inside the lines between.

We’re so nervous to see if we’ve let too much in, if we were out of focus or out of frame.
I know it’s a moment of truth, if a recollection reflects reality, or if it’s lost forever.

I can’t explain enough, and I won’t let it last the night.
I’ll show you that the image is still there unseen.
It’s darkest before the light, if we shut our eyes to see the things that we have lost inside the lines between.

I can’t explain enough, and I won’t let it last.
The image is still there, unseen.

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#TheMixTape #new #music #interests #Hands Like Houses #Developments #lyrics #Unimagine