kiddash3r

5y

@Ithaka
THAT BIC RUNGA SONG IS CRAZY i havent turned it off the past day.
Same with that softies song thank you king hit the nail on the head
<3

ithaka

5y

ty for listening to these underrated gems

was worried it wouldnt fit your description haha

here’s another lovely song by softies

if you want more indie s***, check these guys out, it doesn’t get more indie than this, local band from 10y ago that dropped one ep and then split, their uploads on yt to this day doesn’t go over 500 views yet their ep is one of my favorite thing ever (i wrote more about it in depth in my weezer thread):
https://thelunatic.bandcamp.com/album/milk

(my fav is “she brings me back”, pixies ish song)

kiddash3r

5y

it fit the description so perfectly man
im gonna check that band out tmrw
listening to the softies now

ithaka

5y

idk where to post this

@Cookies

Ooo

5y

Veryyyy soothing reminds me of Nintendo music

ithaka

5y

@sfsorrow ever heard of that? ^

sfsorrow

5y

i’m listening through rn and i love this

kiddash3r

5y

it fit the description so perfectly man
im gonna check that band out tmrw
listening to the softies now

ithaka

5y

idk where to post this

@Cookies

kiddash3r

5y

Ive been playing this to my plants every day

ithaka

5y

And in 150 years, we won't remember
Your first wrinkle, our bad choices
The life that f***s us, all those arms traders
The guys who vote the laws over there on the government,
This world that grows, this world that screams,
The time going on, the melancoly,
The warmth of the kisses and this rain that flows
And the hurted love and everything that drive us
So smile.

In 150 years, we won't remember
The agedness, their signs of the cross,
The child who dies, the third world valleys,
that b****** hunter that shot the dove,
How beautiful you were,
The years without sleep, 100 millions of starving people
The reclosing doors after seeing you cry,
The solemn race which condemns without blinking,
So smile.

And in 150 years, we won't even think
About what we loved, about what we lost
Let's drink up our glasses for the thieves of the street!
Finish all in the earth, my God! What a disappointment.
And look at those skeletons that look at us awry
And don't you bother, don't fight them,
It won't remain anything of us for them, neither anything of them
I would give my hand to cut or to burn
So smile.

And in 150 years, my love, you and me,
We'll be, dancing slowly, birds on the cross,
In this ball of the classed, and I see it completely,
Maybe we'll be passed away soon, a wreck
But there's nothing else to say, I don't want making you believe anything,
My love, my love, I'll be sick for you
But there's nothing else to say, I don't want making you believe anything,
My love, my love, I'll be sick for you
But what do you want?

ithaka

5y

do they look more cute?

kiddash3r

5y

Yoooooooooooo what is this listening now.
Love french

kiddash3r

5y

Gotta be a placebo but i swear my plants grow bigger and look healthier

ithaka

5y

And in 150 years, we won't remember
Your first wrinkle, our bad choices
The life that f***s us, all those arms traders
The guys who vote the laws over there on the government,
This world that grows, this world that screams,
The time going on, the melancoly,
The warmth of the kisses and this rain that flows
And the hurted love and everything that drive us
So smile.

In 150 years, we won't remember
The agedness, their signs of the cross,
The child who dies, the third world valleys,
that b****** hunter that shot the dove,
How beautiful you were,
The years without sleep, 100 millions of starving people
The reclosing doors after seeing you cry,
The solemn race which condemns without blinking,
So smile.

And in 150 years, we won't even think
About what we loved, about what we lost
Let's drink up our glasses for the thieves of the street!
Finish all in the earth, my God! What a disappointment.
And look at those skeletons that look at us awry
And don't you bother, don't fight them,
It won't remain anything of us for them, neither anything of them
I would give my hand to cut or to burn
So smile.

And in 150 years, my love, you and me,
We'll be, dancing slowly, birds on the cross,
In this ball of the classed, and I see it completely,
Maybe we'll be passed away soon, a wreck
But there's nothing else to say, I don't want making you believe anything,
My love, my love, I'll be sick for you
But there's nothing else to say, I don't want making you believe anything,
My love, my love, I'll be sick for you
But what do you want?

ithaka

5y

lmao ily man you a goat

kiddash3r

5y

getting co signs from the goat
None of us would be here without c̶u̶m̶ Ithaka

ithaka

5y

u wild haha

kiddash3r

5y

Channeling my inner kanye dancing in the living room listening to Emika-Professional Loving.

Jokes aside man when you post i always gotta listen your taste is IMPECCABLE.

Dont u dare stop posting ily