T̬̤͓͍o̴̗̖͇̩̲̱ͅ ̛i̮͇͍n̬͡v̼̟̯̬ó̲͓k͉͕̤̩e̮̲͉̥̤ ͍̩̩̜̳͞t̖̹ͅh̰̦è̜̣͓͓̙̺ hi̖̝̣v̛̯̜̲e͕̖͓ͅ-̢̟ḿ͖̠i̘̕n̥̩͉d͖̹ͅͅ ҉̜̠͔̫̻͖r̰̣̰͉̳e̡p̣̩͞r̟̭̹̝̞̙e͓̞s̤̠̹e̳ͅn̪̠t͉i̸̗̞̦̫͈n̴̥͎̱͇̱g̰̟̫̠̩̱̳ ̶͔̻̱͙̗c̱̮̖̤ha̪o͉s҉̖͇̞̬͉̪̮.̴̦̦̣̠͔ ̭̞͓̼͓̬͚͞I͎nͅv̷̞͓̯̟͉̱̥o̧̬k̛̥͈̗i͚̼͚̦n̯͚̼̣̦g̙͈͕͔̹̝ t̬͔̳̜̪͖̱h̶̦̬̲̘̠̗ȩ͇̪͕̲ ͞f̮̘̺̣̰͔͓ę̘̳̦̳e̼̦̬͕͞ͅl̛̮̻̤̹ͅi͏͓n̜̦̗͖̪g̞̻̩͉ ͕̪o̳̠̲f̧̻̩͎ ͈̙̙̜̠͘c̵̙̣h̖̺̖͕a̩̦͇̼͍ͅò̞͖̥ͅs. ̯͎͇̖̲͓̳W̷̞i͏̠͙͇̣t̘̝͓͝h̷͕̻̝͓̱ ̠̻͔̟o͢ͅṵ̠͙̤̬͇̜ț̻̞ ̺̤̲̫̳o͏̗͍̰ͅr͏̭̹͖̳͇͖ḑ̩̳̭̹̮̦̱e̺̰̖r̹̳.̸͍͎͇͉̠ ̠͕̳͍͠T̟̹̣̗̲͜h̼̤͔́e͚̰̫ͅ ̛̫̝̯ͅNe̞̲̺̯̦̭zp̯͇̝͉̜̞̯e͓r͙d͇ia͈̭̳͉ń͖͎̠̯ ̤h̫̜̟̗̼i̷̩͎v͖ę-̴͉̯ͅm̩i͇̣͖̺͍͘ͅn͇̞͚͞d̹͈̭̼ ̻̰̟o҉̙̰̺̞̲̥̮f͔ ̭c̗͖͇̳̫h̴ͅa̩̺̘̟͔͙̥͡o̳s̵.̗̺͔̲ ̟͟ͅͅZ͏a͇ḽ̠͇g̰̳͞o̢̥̲̜̙̰͖. ̜̘̣̫H̢͔͓̭e͈̯͇͎̙ w̪̼͓h͍̰̪̗̹̦o̶͔̱͈̣̝͎̙ ̦W͚̰͕͓a̞̯͍͎͉̞̰i̷̭͎̫̦t̹͍̖͉̖̞s͇̠̻ͅ ͏̭͍̭̗̭͚̗B͙͎e̱͖͉͇̲hi̡̪͉̼̣ͅn̳͇ͅd҉ ̼̲͙̫͎͡T͉̟̣̥̳͘h̼̠͓̫̗͟ȩ̩͇̱͉̬͖ ̛̹W̟ḁ̥͓̝l̼̰͚͇̼͢l̜̻̙͇̺̪̼.̬̤͎̜ ̛̝̹̜̩̳Z̴A̵L̨G҉͚͍̙O҉̟̯̝!͓̺̯͕̕
I'M GIVING UP ON TRYING TO SELL YOU THINGS THAT YOU AINT BUYIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNG this one's easy.
Spoiler diana ross it's your move] we can go where we want to A place where they'll never find And we can act like we come from out of this world Leave the real one far behind
Spoiler Safety dance, Men without Hats. Revolutions all the time, people changing the world with crime. With violence, and anger, hunger, whatever. I find that ridiculous, if not meticulous. I do my best to guard my own premises.
In yo heeead, in your heaaaad Zombeeay, zombay, zombeee Iueey har, hu What's in yo heeeeaaaaad, in your heeeaad Zombay, zomboiy, zombeeeeh
Random blobs of power expressed as that which we all disregard Ordered states of nature on a scale which no one thinks about Don't speak to me of anarchy of peace or calm revolt Man, we're in a play of slow decay orchestrated by Boltzmann It's entropy, it's not a human issue Entropy, it's matter of course Entropy, energy at all levels Entropy, from it you can not divorce And your pathetic moans of suffrage tend to lose all significance Extinction, degradation The natural outcome of our ordered lives Power, motivation, temporary fixtures for which we strive Something in our synapses assures us we're okay But in our disequilibrium we simply can't stay It's entropy, it's not a human issue Entropy, it's matter of course Entropy, energy at all levels Entropy, from it you can not divorce A stolid proposition from a man unkempt as I My affectations major, I can not live by But we are out of equilibrium unnaturally A pang of consciousness of death And then you will agree Its entropy Entropy, it's matter of course Entropy, energy at all levels Entropy, from it you cannot divorce Entropy Entropy Entropy Entropy
i thought that was obvious but then maybe its because it was on the radio 24/7 when i was 15 (its from '94 i just googled)
this forum was already proven to have bad musical tastes from its numerous previous lastfm topics this game will never work, teef
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i guess it would be, it was pre-hipster era though, last millennia music. but wait, if it would have been hipster music, and just isnt because it didnt yet exist, it would be hipster music before hipster music so it actually would be ACTUAL hipster music. except for the hipster music before that - gosh this cool before cool stuff is confusing :confused: chaccaron [youtube]63ul8P2HGPg[/youtube] i had to google the name, but i instantly knew it also fuck you im gonna have it in my ear for the rest of the day (if not week) ove: :D also, next song - easy one (if 90s skatepunk is hipster music, is that proto-hipster music then? well at least the band he was in)