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sam winchester as folklore songs: a thread ♡︎♫
— the 1
“i guess you never know, never know and it’s another day, waking up alone. but we were something, don’t you think so? roaring twenties, tossing pennies in the pool and if my wishes came true, it would’ve been you”
“i guess you never know, never know and it’s another day, waking up alone. but we were something, don’t you think so? roaring twenties, tossing pennies in the pool and if my wishes came true, it would’ve been you”
— cardigan
“but i knew you’d linger like a tattoo kiss. i knew you’d haunt all of my what-ifs. the smell of smoke would hang around this long cause i knew everything when i was young i knew i’d curse you for the longest time”
“but i knew you’d linger like a tattoo kiss. i knew you’d haunt all of my what-ifs. the smell of smoke would hang around this long cause i knew everything when i was young i knew i’d curse you for the longest time”
— the last great american dynasty
“and they said ‘there goes the last great american dynasty.’ . . . fifty years is a long time. holiday house sat quietly on the beach”
“and they said ‘there goes the last great american dynasty.’ . . . fifty years is a long time. holiday house sat quietly on the beach”
— exile
“i think i’ve seen this film before and i didn’t like the ending”
“i think i’ve seen this film before and i didn’t like the ending”
— my tears ricochet
“and you’re cursing my name, wishing i stayed. look at how my tears ricochet”
“and you’re cursing my name, wishing i stayed. look at how my tears ricochet”
— mirrorball
“shimmering beautiful and when i break it’s in a million pieces”
“shimmering beautiful and when i break it’s in a million pieces”
— seven
“if i had known what i know now i never would have played so nonchalant. taxi cabs and busy streets that never bring you back to me”
“if i had known what i know now i never would have played so nonchalant. taxi cabs and busy streets that never bring you back to me”
— august
“back when we were still changin for the better wanting was enough for me, it was enough to live for the hope of it all”
“back when we were still changin for the better wanting was enough for me, it was enough to live for the hope of it all”
— this is me trying
“they told me all of my cages were mental so i got wasted like all my potential . . . fell behind all my classmates and ended up here”
“they told me all of my cages were mental so i got wasted like all my potential . . . fell behind all my classmates and ended up here”
— illicit affairs
“and that’s the thing about illicit affairs and clandestine meetings and longing stares, it’s born from just one single glance”
“and that’s the thing about illicit affairs and clandestine meetings and longing stares, it’s born from just one single glance”
— invisible string
“out of all the wrong arms right into that dive bar something wrapped all my past mistakes in barbed wire, chains around my demons, wool to brave the seasons”
“out of all the wrong arms right into that dive bar something wrapped all my past mistakes in barbed wire, chains around my demons, wool to brave the seasons”
— mad woman
“no one likes a mad woman. you made her like that and you’ll poke that bear till her claws come out”
“no one likes a mad woman. you made her like that and you’ll poke that bear till her claws come out”
— epiphany
“with you, i serve. with you, i fall down, down. watch you breathe in, watch you breathing out, out”
“with you, i serve. with you, i fall down, down. watch you breathe in, watch you breathing out, out”
— betty
“the worst thing that i ever did was what i did to you”
“the worst thing that i ever did was what i did to you”
— peace
“and you know that i’d swing with you for the fences, sit with you in the trenches, give you my wild, give you a child, give you the silence that only comes with two people understood each other”
“and you know that i’d swing with you for the fences, sit with you in the trenches, give you my wild, give you a child, give you the silence that only comes with two people understood each other”
— hoax
“you knew it still hurts underneath my scars from where they pulled me apart but what you did was just as dark”
“you knew it still hurts underneath my scars from where they pulled me apart but what you did was just as dark”
— the lakes
“isn’t it romantic how all my elegies eulogize me? i’m not cut out for all these cynical clones, these hunters with cell phones. take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die”
“isn’t it romantic how all my elegies eulogize me? i’m not cut out for all these cynical clones, these hunters with cell phones. take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die”
