wait 'til the seasons change
Why wait? Why wait 'til the fall comes?
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Ohh and I'll say
I'll give you nothing but a mirthless laugh
Ohh »
Third Season
Shut Your Mouth & Open Your Eyes
by AFI
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In uncommon lucid moments
Strain our eyes staring
Where there's nothing to be seen
mirthless perspectives
Perpetual imbalance »
Mirthless Perspectives
Irradiant
by Scarve
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will be
Remind
Remember Necropol lit
Wading through the mirthless alleys
Smell the fear, the cold stale air
Bones and teeth, a garden withered »
Necropol Lit
Deadlands
by Madder Mortem
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Wretched is my lot here, mirthless is my fate
Alone to face the cruel winters, endure the dreary cold
What is there to hope for, what is there »
Song of the Forlorn Son
Since the Day It All Came Down
by Insomnium
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Her dirge still echoes in these woods
Mourning lingers in the vales
As the wind cries on the shore
Her wailing can be heard
mirthless is this »
Ill-Starred Son
In the Halls of Awaiting
by Insomnium
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Gray eyes link these sharp dawns
Bird-chested
These cornered arms
Half-lit, mirthless, marksman
O'bending chute and charm
I took your portrait »
Wave Like Home
Wave Like Home
by Future Islands
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right in front of a camera
A smile is the last thing that you wanna do
Those smiles, those mirthless toothy smiles
Smiles, they all smile on tv »
Smiles
Growing Up in Public
by Lou Reed
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When your music's mirthless, I love you back then
At least until you cashed in
Cash it all in, cash it all in
Cash it all in, cash it all in
Cash »
Cash In
Second Childhood
by Phoebe Snow
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And subtleties quite forgetting their hair
Please do not take it seriously really, what a joke!
The only thing to do is grin and bear it
mirthless »
Share It
The Rotters' Club [Bonus Tracks]
by Hatfield and the North
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In sadness, your mirthless winter
I bring gold to those who dread the sun.
Within my tears grows a flower of truth,
and I gave my love »
Silent Winter
Where Lovers Mourn
by Draconian
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the joke is half-true, and mirthless.
Trying to trace a reason
From the spinning words
But all I've heard
Seem at odds with their meanings,
Phonetically »
Faint-Heart and the Sermon
In Camera
by Peter Hammill
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when we fall
We belong nowhere
And by the way, you're dirt! Dirt! You're dirt!
Always know your worth
As you roam this mirthless earth--You're dirt! »
Belong Nowhere
Lost in the Former West
by Fatima Mansions
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