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I want to sing this at someone’s wedding so badly lol

I love how dynamic will wood songs are, you dont even need timed lyrics to sing evey lyric on time

THE FACT THAT IT WORKS SO WELL IS TERRIFYING

I'M GONNA SING IT ON THE COMPETITION, WISH ME LUCK, HOPE MR. WOOD WILL BE PROUD

Hey! I used this and tagged you in my video, thanks for making the karaoke, I’ll use it more often!

THANK YOU SO MUCH.

thank you very much for all these filtered instrumentals!!!

[Verse 1] They paint the walls with colors that you’re not meant to notice Beiges and browns, off-whites and grayscales Fluorescent lights to shine on the eggshell ground Now you’re lying face down You blend into the background Of white noise They fill the halls with tunes you can’t get into your head 4/4 and Dorian, wrote 'em for ignoring ‘em yeah It sorta sounds like a retro top 40 but wrong You’re not meant to sing along It isn’t that kind of song It’s white noise [Bridge] But if you listen closely I swear To God, I swear You can hear the ocеan if you hold it up to your ear Here [Chorus] Whitе noise (If you listen close between the waves) White noise (You can hear the ocean through your wake) White noise (If you listen close between the waves) White noise (You can hear the ocean through your wake) [Verse 2] Check one, two, check one, two It’s high-fidelity Lossless quality It’s MP, one, two, three, four, five, F-L-A-C It’s polyphonic The new Philharmonic With a Juilliard doctorate Live from the Metropolitan It’s theoretically dense It’s impressive It’s microtonal and it challenges Western notions of art It’s post-avant-garde It’s going places ‘cause it comes from the heart And it’s personality’s a lack of identity It makes no statement, but does so quite loudly It’s an aesthetic I mean an anesthetic And it’s an experience for your seventh sense, yes Does it cure cancer? (Yes, it cures cancer!) Wow! It begs the question, just to tell you the answer Do you believe in the power of silence? Well if you walk the walk, can you talk more - (Shh!) Quiet? [Chorus] White noise (If you listen close between the waves) White noise (You can hear the ocean through your wake) White noise (If you listen close between the waves) White noise (You can hear the ocean through your wake) [Outro] You fill your head with thoughts you find you can't even feel Try to make room in your skull but it's full of them All of the things that you think and think about thinking I know it's hard But they’re not who you are They're white noise

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hi! would it be okay if i used this for a cover?

i’m currently trying to learn this by ear and it’s made me realize that this song is actually a nod to green day’s good riddance. wills talked about how much billie joe armstrongs song writing inspired him and you can really see that here because the guitar part is basically the same at good riddance’s

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thanks for this! i'm writing a paper on this song for my music class and i wanted to hear the instrumentals more closely to help write about them :]

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Thank you, gangsta spongebob.

Very noice

Ugh thank you so much for making this, I’m trying to learnt eh instrumental on violin and bass ugh ur amazing 😭

This is gorgeous

Marry me? /j

oh my god perfect

Thank you thank you THANK YOU, I REALLY was needing to sing this along to let out the feelling on my chest! (probably something sounds weird, sorry, this is my seconds lenguaje and I don't speak it that well)

This should be classified as the best video ever /gen

This is truly awesome. I love it

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Hey i just wanna let you know, youre very awesome for making this. I used this track for my schools last banquet of the year, and performed it. It was amazing and wouldn't have been possible without this video. Thank you

Lyrics: (you're welcome lol) You know I couldn't hurt a fly, my friend, I'm not the type to step on ants I've nearly cried for moths that die at porch light lamps More for the plights of mice than men See I myself have been stepped on so many times it's started to feel like my place I've failed to fit into those nests that scrape the sky Is there room for me in your cage? Animals are people too, but these people are animals Hunt in packs and act as though that proves we can't survive alone I guess we just evolved disgust for prevention of infection though Shame was an invention made for prisons, pales, and pest control Yeah, sure, thumbs are great and all But I just get "bare necessities" "Hakuna Matata's" and "C'est le vie's" "Que sera sera's" what a crock, I mean Big talk for a chimpanzee! You might seem behind bars, but friend, this cage is inside out It's awful out here, Socrates I've never understood what humans do and want it's quite confusing to me to try to connect Never learned how I should feel, instincts somehow stunted Just seem haunted by my stupid urge to protect Until frustration makes me wish my teeth were sharp as yours Chew through their garage doors these carnivores will no more use my heart They'd call me crazy, but their words all seem made up to me Maybe they just need more friendship like yours Gather 'round pandora's skinner's box, look through the one-way-mirror If you can see in shades of gray the colors are much clearer Oh my friend, you've got a friend in me, let's go make more enemies Alhough my eyes face forward climb up on my shoulder sure you'll see my point of view, I'd bring you with me To my office in my pocket but the world would put us down Lock me up and toss the key You might seem behind bars, but friend, this cage is inside out It's dangerous out here Socrates It's lonely out here Socrates

I'm afraid of leaving my house I'm afraid of dying of cancer I'm afraid of black Sedans, white vans, and computers I'm afraid of losing my mind I'm afraid of windows and airplanes I'm afraid of my past, my fans, and my future But I never been afraid of no one breaking my heart It's not like I'm 'bout to fall and cut my throat on the shards And I'm afraid of damn near everything All my life's a panic trip, a rocket ship to planet schizoid Hold me like a tourniquet, and I'll you, like an iron maiden I've grown used to fear But no, not to you yet, my dear Oh, I love you so much it scares me half to death I'm not used to this How did it happen, baby? Oh, I love you so much it scares me half to death The other half, I guess, I'm giving to you Oh, baby Oh, I'm afraid that you'll change your mind I'm afraid there's somebody better I'm afraid of four-letter words, like "love", "for", and "ever", or whatever And I'm afraid you'll notice all my flaws I'm afraid you already have, obviously And I'm afraid I'll come on too strong, hold you too tight and scare you too! But I never been afraid to wear my heart on my sleeve At least to prove I'm weak and if you cut me I'll bleed Could you be the light my X-rays need? All my life's a Duchovny role Oh, Gillian, you won't believe this Spit me out, you don't know where I've been Hold me at claw's length, baby I'm not used to fear of losing something I hold dear Oh, I love you so much it scares me half to death I'm not used to this How did it happen, baby? Oh, I love you so much it scares me half to death The other half I guess I'm giving to you Oh, baby! I'll twist my words, a clever turn of phrase Sorry, darling, please excuse my constant need to self-aggrandize Coddling my narcissism M.A.D. come ride my A-bomb While I beg you to say I'm okay So here's one last lyric to sum up these thoughts I struggled to come up with To make me sound deep and smart and then I promise I'll shut up Wait, let me think Hold on, I got this Anything but I'm in love with you I love you so much it scares me half to death How should I put this How did this happen, baby? Oh, I love you so much it scares me half to death The other half I guess I'm giving to you Oh, baby!

Lyrics: Don't take the following words as reverence for tradition I've learned to pick my battles By losing most I've fought The more mores subverted, the more sense I'm missing And I'll always do it my way, even if that's just the same way I was taught I'll bring home the bread And you'll stay home and bake it Weeding out the garden where the milestones gather moss Crack a smile at my vows and whisper: "wow, can you believe we really made it?" As I give up on dodging rice and fold my cape, I say: "obviously not" But I want to be just like my parents before I was born Oh, can we be just like my parents? I know you don't want kids But think about a daughter We could name her Gwendolyn Like mom would have called me I'm not sure yet myself But I learned from a good father Yeah, I mean, sure, they messed me up But I think that's just the gig And maybe it's just some hormones that kick in in your late twenties But I have laid a lot of women And now I'd like to just lay down And marriage always scared me But I'd like to have a last love And love can last a pretty good long while I've seen it around Oh, can we be just like my parents when I was young? Why can't we be just like my parents? So tongue out of my cheek now I'm done pulling faces Iconoclasm wanes, my cynicism tires But what do I know 'bout forever, when so far I've been so fleeting? Babe, my frontal lobe's done growing, this might just be how I'm wired But now we're kissing before brushing Smile with our whole faces If you want a hyphen last name, I guess I don't mind the cadence I've seen home videos I was there back in the 80's And if I'm just them, and they back then could do it, why can't I? Just like my parents in due time Imagine me, just like my parents, yeah, right 'Cause I've made more mistakes than simple empty moments Each one is out of character, but as you know I tend to be There'll be scalpers at the cemetery gates, with all my would-be widows weeping I'd have forgotten all their names So why should you remember me? If we grow old together, will you talk to my headstone? That is, assuming that I die first, which is fair And assuming I don't leave Close enough to forever I guess, to prove what I hope I mean, otherwise, how am I to believe?

lyrics: (verse 1) Your stratospheric fear of catastrophe's near Fast, it's here Atmosphere past your ears fall, but you'll never land Second star to the right I'm gripping the grass, and I'm pulling up daisies Thank matter for mass and the comfort of gravity Airplane eclipses over spirals of math, would, or could, the impact kill me? Yes, yes, yes No, no, no, no, no It's just the high-noon moon saying, "Shoot for the stars" Be the next big constellation, connect the dots between your parts (pre-chorus) Dandelion seeds yet to ride on the breeze You make a wish upon the dead, but turn and call it a weed Only plastic flowers never die (verse 2) With the bones of a crow and ambitions of candle wax What do you know of control? The wind is simply at your back It really seems pollen's more clever than bees, so you cue the final words of Leary And cry "Why, why, why, why not, why not, why not?" I'd rather be a hot air Hindenburg than an elephant tied right down to its stake Cut ties, shed the dead weight I ain't saying it's fate But there are no mistakes, and (chorus) Dandelion seeds yet to ride on the breeze You make a wish upon the dead, but turn and call it a weed Only plastic flowers never die Well, I cry on skies of blue linoleum Clouds of spilled milk, but am I the cup? Here comes the sun, am I falling up? Falling up Here comes the sun, am I falling up? (verse 3) Disney-Pixar, Ludovico, Shirley Temple, maraschino Hotel rooms of Motley Crüe, Broadway producer improve troupes Ray-Bans in your living room, eye line hurts to be in view like Stage fright only when it's karaoke night with friends, leave early Did I earn this stupid hat? Is now really a good time for a new tattoo? Oh, is now really a good time for a new tattoo? The larger they are The harder they tend to fall Much larger than life, 'cause from such height Life looks awful small And dandelions grow in dirt Magic mushrooms grow in piles of bullshit I grew up in suburbia Love us or hate us Pick us, you're killing us, and (chorus) Dandelion seeds yet to ride on the breeze You make a wish upon the dead, but turn and call it a weed Only plastic flowers never die Well, I cry on skies of blue linoleum Clouds of spilled milk, but am I the cup? Here comes the sun, am I falling up? Falling up Here comes the sun, am I falling up? Falling up (Dandelion seeds yet to ride on the breeze) (You make a wish upon the dead, but turn and call it a weed) Here comes the sun, am I falling up? (verse 4) Did I earn this stupid hat? Is now really a good time for a new tattoo? Oh, is now really a good time for a new tattoo? Your stratospheric fear of catastrophe's near, fast it's here Atmosphere past your ears fall, but you'll never land Second star to the right And straight on 'til you die

Lyrics :) My dream girl, those eyes, that nose My private inside joke, sign the cast on my funny bone Floral sheets on long given up ghosts Haunt my bedroom at night and say: "Let's get you home" They say "Grow up, be a man, 'cause until then you're nothing but a short-haired girl" But come and Braille-palm-read and hold my hand, see my reason and goodbye cruel world And oh my God, what's wrong with me? And the wife of Walter Keane, whose name right now's escaping me That's right, Margaret Dream girl, come, and sweep me off my knees I'd rather stay asleep than never see you wake up next to me Neon lights like heat lamps in the cold To incubate the shadows you can't stitch back to your soles And you seemed fine just a few days ago But CO2 and fish tanks do enough to get you home Well now you swear in your prayers telling time: "Promise I'll never have fun again If you'd stop flying, " but then you start crying: "Never mind, you win" And far too late came far too soon And the love you never made became the things you'd never do Oh, sweet Mary Dream girl, come, but keep your hands off me Go on back to bed my love, I mean, that's where dreams are supposed to be So come on, William, grow up, be a man, 'cause until then they're gonna treat you like you're just a little girl But come and Braille-palm-read, hold my hands and you'll see that it's me who cries mercy while your fingers curl And, oh, are you at all like me? Do you know what I mean? Or am I too close to see? Someone, anyone? Of the two things we do on our knees, watch me fold my hands just to crack my knuckles Well, here is the church, here is the steeple, open the doors, see all the people Alright, that's enough, let's get you home

I wanna meet your maker Shake him by his ensanguined damask lapels Holler “Look what you’ve done, gave this planet a sun And made a man to wonder if he’s more than just the sum of his cells” 'Cause you defy creation I hate you, I hate you, I do Hands to the night sky, praying you might die Before I fall in love with you So call me Amadeus God made me famous 'cause I am his favorite But I can hate myself So you don’t have to, oh oh oh 'Cause I like you, don’t you see? I just like you a little more than me I, I like you, don’t you see? Oh, hеy, I just like you a little more than mе Oh, oh, oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh no I’ve seen the face of nature Wasted constellations crumpled up in my hands Knowing if you’re supernova, your light show is over But too slow to know for sure if it’s a pa-part of the plan I hear your heart beating under the floorboards The rhythm is a gospel to me So how could I stand a chance, let alone dance With the way you sweep me off these two left feet? So call me Amadeus But I still can’t keep a straight face while I’m praying But I could crack my kneecaps Just to please you Oh, oh, oh, I like you, don’t you see? I just like you a little more than me I, I like you, don’t you see? Oh, hey, I just like you a little more than me Oh, oh, oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh no baba daddly ah da da da dum diddly ada dedy dada dum dada bayaba badnda dadadn dadn da dada biddliada deydn dada da DAda oh woah oh woah ah ah ah huh marrababa dey di do da heyo billiada heydn do heyodo doh DOH doh doh doh be deedn dadn beydn da dndo You’re dangling a lantern Over the event horizon Thinking it’ll thank you For the light you’re sacrificing Bide time in orbit like a satellite Remind yourself The world don’t revolve ‘round you So don’t you revolve ‘round someone else And, rock me Amadeus God don’t explain the way time and space made us Though with the wavelengths bending, it makes sense to me The only thing that’s meant to be is gravity And what comes up must go down I like you, don’t you see? I just like you a little more than me I, I like you, don’t you see? Oh, hey, I just like you a little more than me Oh, oh, oh Beat by beat and heart by heart This won’t have to end if it doesn’t start Oh, beat by beat and heart by heart This won’t have to end if it doesn’t start Oh, beat by beat and heart by heart Oh, this won’t have to end if it doesn’t start Beat by beat and heart by heart This won’t have to end But it just did

I want a new pair of shades Get paid to wear shoes Do what I say Don't say what I do When we're alone now High up but a low-down You know I'm not the type of guy to turn my back on a knife And that's why I'm still looking in the mirror Oh, I wanna be safe from the fame but be loved from afar Get paid to write my name, could you airbrush my scars? Get my good side Don't get on my bad side You know I'm not the type of guy to turn my back on a knife It's just my luck, these motherfuckers, talking smack on a guy But I'm deservin' every word they could bеgin to apply At least they know now That I really don't carе what you think or what you say Either that or I do way too much Oh well, whatever, either way My heart's empty, and I'm trying to fill it up But it's not big enough for the both of us No it's not big enough for the both of us I want no less than the best but the best I can do Is do the worst thing first and leave the rest up to you I'm realistic Everyone's a critic If I keep beating myself up I'll keep on winning the fight And get my ass kicked I'm poisonous, not toxic I'll admit when I'm wrong but only to be right And if it fits in the song I'll rhyme that with contrived Don't meet your idols Hey, fuck you, I'm your idol But the only label that I'll sign is in the DSM5 'Cause my flaws are sorta on the pathological side Don't call me eccentric, call me mentally sick Cause I ain't sold enough tickets yet to be rich and that's the only difference I really don't care what you think or what you say Either that or I do way too much Oh well, whatever, either way My heart's empty, and I'm trying to fill it up But it's not big enough for the both of us No it's not big enough for the both of us And if looks could kill I'd be staring in the mirror Yeah, if looks could kill I'd be staring in the mirror Yeah, if looks could kill I'd be staring in the mirror Even more than I already would 'Cause man, I'm looking good And I really don't care what you think or what you say I'm a cancer, I'm malignant, yeah, you oughta stay away My heart's fucking empty, and I'm trying to fill it up But it's not big enough for the both of us And I really don't care what you think or what you say I'm a cancer, I'm malignant, yeah, you oughta stay away My heart's fucking empty, and I'm trying to fill it up But it's not big enough for the both of us No, it's not big enough for the both of us No, it's not big enough for the both of us

Hearing the cheer before I'll never amount to anything made me smile

this is awesome =D