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i dont think we wear the same size this time around

That accidental camera flip interrupting the audio is one of the biggest tragedies in history

TERRY WAS A WHAT?

Lyrics: Well as I navigate my tangled veins, make my way back from my brain Guess the roadmap to my heart was upside down from the start All the blood rushed to my head, twelve got piled up, thirteen dead Til' "my way or the highway" falls apart Baby, I know what you’re thinking ‘cause I know I did no good Maybe we can begin again, ‘cause I’m thinking woulda-coulda-shoulda Really woulda coulda shoulda really woulda coulda and should You’re that warm tugging on my cheeks when I can’t help but smile You’re that picture in the dictionary, babe You’re the only lover, oh, no other, that I’m thinking of You’re the definition of- No- “You are love” You are love, you are love Well an x-rays only got its use when the light behind shines through Now you read my skeleton between the lines you colored in Make a name like Edison, taste tastin' this medicine A spoonful of your sugar, good as new Baby, I know what you’re thinking ‘cause I know I did no good Maybe we can begin again, ‘cause I’m thinking woulda coulda shoulda Really woulda coulda shoulda really woulda coulda and should You’re that warm tugging on my cheeks when I can’t help but smile You’re that picture in the dictionary, babe You’re the only lover, oh, no other, that I’m thinking of You’re the definition of- No- “You are love” You are love, you are love, you are love [Instrumental Break] Baby, I know what you’re thinking ‘cause I know that I did no good (In fact I done ya bad) Maybe we can begin again... ‘cause darling you're the only lover Darling you're the only lover, darling you're the only lover That I'm scratchin' in You’re that warm tugging on my cheeks when I can’t help but smile You’re that picture in the dictionary, babe You’re the only lover, oh, no other, that I’m thinking of You’re the definition of “You are love” You’re that warm tugging on my cheeks when I can’t help but smile You’re that picture in the dictionary, babe You’re the only lover, oh, no other, that I’m thinking of You’re the definition of- No- “You are love” You are love, you are love, you are love, you are love You are love, you are love, you are love

lyrics: good old-fashioned american depression [some piano instrumental] when you find the proof for the truth you've made would you use it to choose how you screw your faith? ooh, American depression when you make the mistakes that your fate's been waiting for and try to escape but you just keep making more Jesus, please just believe us Like the way that we were told to believe in you We were dressed from our Sunday best but no tailor's got no tools for no birthday suit So the least that you could do is return the favor Our saving disgrace is that we’re the savior It’s just good old-fashioned American depression tell me "it gets better!" but it’s only an expression It’s just good old-fashioned American depression Ooh, sha-la-la-la-la-la-la… American depression! Ohh… American depression So when you wash your hands of where you’ve been until you flood the second floor And neatly fold your skeletons but still can’t shut the closet door Oooh, American depression And when you try to make your present pass, but future lasts forever never tether to whatever makes you even bother getting better It’s just American depression Lover, why did you turn out the light When beauty’s in the eyes of those beholding Could you hold me closer We get dressed to impress, I guess, in layer after layer to get off our chests It’s cold out now, we can take it off later Better safe than sorry and we know the danger It’s just good old-fashioned American depression tell you it gets better but I know it’s an expression It’s just good old-fashioned American depression Ooh, sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la… American depression! Ohh… American depression [scatting?] Doctor, could you run another test Got a feeling that this time I may just pass it Well, if you raise the average We all sing when the bell curve rings, in lyric symptomatic of the way we think If our harmonies don’t sync we can change our voices a chorus on condition of our diagnosis It’s just good old-fashioned American depression Tell me it gets better but it’s only an expression It’s just good old-fashioned American depression Ooh, sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la… It’s just good old-fashioned American depression Tell me it gets better but it’s only an expression It’s just good old-fashioned American depression Ooh, sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la… It’s just good old-fashioned American depression Ooh, sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la… American depression

Im now angered that this was never the offically realeased version

I love love 🥰🥰🥰

I love will censoring himself for destroy to enjoy, despite clearly dropping an f bomb for "fuck your mystic wisdom"

Laplaces Nightmare

Laplace's Angel if it was on Everything Is A Lot

Another one in the bin of I need this is better quality

Pretty goofy

I mean I don’t hate it, but I def love laplace’s angel more. Shocking take, I know lmao.

1:49 honestly i love “oh, the whole years a blur” more than the “WOW” in the officially released 2012

This almost feels like a scrapped CH&T song?

It really put the" hurt people" in hurt people

How dare you edit out the "He DIED w- oh wait hold on no he didn't he- he CRIED"

IM SOBBING THIS IS SO STRANGE IMPORTANT EDIT: I accidentally had this short looping in the background the whole time (th-cam.com/users/shortsUmlLHYE97KU) so I thought there was just completely incongruous background music looping at the wrong time

i DO NOT want to walk in these shoes Mr. Willy Woodworker >:(

this is will wouldn't

The song you cant suggested to others

this is the real "don't play this in public" will wood song

Relatable

weow

Aaah I love maqam motives in ,like, non-academic music, I wish this would be a full record so bad

2:15 just a time stamp for my fav part

Love and adore this, would love to have seen the "people" element of the song in the final version

My cat left me

I love will so much but baby please unclench your vocal chords

Slaps, I wish will would come back :(

The fact that i will never be able to listen to this if this video goes down or i could've had no idea it existed in the first place is crazy. Or like any will wood song i like. Because i really think his tunes are impressively groovable and lyrics are actually meaningful than anything I've ever heard in my life, i could've never heard of this man. It's so weird to think about. I'm kind of scared of forgetting or losing this music in a way, i hold it so dear to me... 😢

Fantastic

I love laplaces angels b4 it was lapaces angles

It feels like this concept of bad people still stayed with Will till he made Ferryman

THIS IS LITERALLY ONE OF MY FAV VERSION OF I/ME/MYSELF!!!!! EEEE!!!!!

I wanna like but it's at 222

2:08 timestamp for mineself

Very nice, where'd you get this?

Yes, in my year of listening to strictly will wood every day for a year straight I haven't seen this one yet And I LOVE it

POV: my brain when I sing the wrong lyric to a song in front of other people

[It’s the incurable!] The absolutely horrible! The wonderfully talented, yet empty inside! Nobody! Taste-test, measure, unfortunate blood Hang me from the chandelier A toe tag on the world Take your guess without counting the grains I’ll subtract some structure til the subjects pure and plain Bind me to my seat Belt my legs together Put the wood between my teeth Keep away from me I could spill out smoke straight from evеnt horizon dreams There’s nobody who lovеs you here right now And nobody to love back anyhow The lights are on, I know And you might like the glow But no one’s home There’s nobody who loves you here right now And nobody to love back anyhow The lights are on, I know And you might like the glow But no one’s home I see gravity’s love's never-ending MKULTRA violet shawls I breathe to shield me from the air Wrapped in black tessellations of orbit You’ll fall into me just like The moon into the sea Keep away from me Buried like a needle in your eye And can't you see? Why these fumes I breathe Taste like atmospheric pressure Hissing through my seams There’s nobody who loves you here right now And nobody to love back anyhow The lights are on, I know And you might like the glow But no one’s home There’s nobody who loves you here right now And nobody to love anyhow The lights are on, I know And you might like the glow But no one’s home

I bet you can find somebody who *will* wood if you give them a chance.

My question is how

Thank you this is amazing!!!

[Intro] It’s the incurable! The absolutely horrible! The wonderfully talented, yet empty inside! Nobody! [Verse 1] Taste-test, measure, unfortunate blood Hang me from the chandelier A toe tag on the world Take your guess without counting the grains I’ll subtract some structure til the subjects pure and plain [Pre-Chorus] Bind me to my seat Belt my legs together Put the wood between my teeth Keep away from me I could spill out smoke straight from evеnt horizon dreams [Chorus] There’s nobody who lovеs you here right now And nobody to love back anyhow The lights are on, I know And you might like the glow But no one’s home There’s nobody who loves you here right now And nobody to love back anyhow The lights are on, I know And you might like the glow But no one’s home [Verse 2] I see gravity’s love's never-ending MKULTRA violet shawls I breathe to shield me from the air Wrapped in black tessellations of orbit You’ll fall into me just like The moon into the sea [Pre-Chorus] Keep away from me Buried like a needle in your eye And can't you see? Why these fumes I breathe Taste like atmospheric pressure Hissing through my seams [Chorus] There’s nobody who loves you here right now And nobody to love back anyhow The lights are on, I know And you might like the glow But no one’s home There’s nobody who loves you here right now And nobody to love anyhow The lights are on, I know And you might like the glow But no one’s home [Instrumental Break]

laplace's angel but strange

lyrics jic idk: Lucy was a dominatrix Who never got the hang of high heels She walked like a giraffe with scoliosis But she loved the way that leather feels Terry was a child molester He said that he was born this way Never let his nephew sit up on his lap Because he didn't wanna raise him gay Now we're singing ooh What do you think of me? Am I bad? Am I bad? Am I bad? Am I bad? Am I bad? Now we're singing ooh What do you think of me? If you were in my shoes, would you still do what I do? Manny was a serial killer Who fainted at the sight of blood He hacked up women who looked like his mother But it cured his insomnia Jeremiah was a rapist With a bit of a feminist streak Roofies at the bar left emotional scars But he always called back within a week Now we're singing ooh What do you think of me? Am I bad? Am I bad? Am I bad? Am I bad? Am I bad? Now we're singing ooh What do you think of me? If you were in my shoes, would you still do what I do? Oh, oh [insert like. some sort of instrumental here] Henry was a gun for hire Made a living making people die But the money came and went when he spent every cent Keeping his braindead mother alive Patrick was a faith healer Who cried when God took his son When congenital heart disease reared his head He still dialed 911 Now we're singing ooh What do you think of me? Am I bad? Am I bad? Am I bad? Am I bad? Am I bad? Now we're singing ooh What do you think of me? If you were in my shoes, I bet you fuckers did just what I do! Oh, oh [im not counting the amount of 'la's there are in this outro]

I know a few people have posted lyrics, but I believe these are the most accurate I've found: Sick and twisted existential fiction I said "How am I gonna Get through life like this?" Head-bobs noddin' in and out of-a the body Yet I'm not about Klonopin or heroin Fix that twitch, it makes me Fiddle like a schizophrenic How am I gonna get through my life like this? Neurotic and catatonic, idiotic Not enough psychoticism to Corroborate the sin Take me towards the light When it leaves my eyes Give me a sec to catch my dying breath Forgive me if I cross the flatline From the cradle to the casket Hopе it's not too much to ask to come kill me Kill me, plеase! Six feet deep from six-foot tall Don't bother, give it some, or lose it all Please come kill me, kill me if you can

Tought at first that it's gonna be like a mitski cover with AI generated voice of Will Wood

Babe wake up, a new unreleased will wood song dropped