[mix] our filthy hands; the hunger games, haymitch/effie

[delacourtings]

i. city and colour ; day old hate
the things we do just to keep ourselves alive.

ii. civil twilight ; highway of fallen kings
i am the ghost that she passes, through
she is the choice i can never choose.

iii. coldplay ; hurts like heaven
see the arrow that they shot, trying to tear us apart.

iv. daughter ; medicine
you could still be want you want to be.

v. death cab for cutie ; soul meets body
our filthy hands can wash one another’s.

vi. the fray ; munich
walls are shaking when you’re touching me.

vii. imagine dragons ; every night
i can hardly stand myself, so what am i to you?

viii. keane ; a bad dream
i’m a man, i was born to hate.

ix. nashville skyline ; carry you home
you’re not the only one, isolated and alone.

x. the national ; slipped
i’ll never be anything you ever want me to be.

xi. the shins ; a comet appears
there is a numbness in your heart and it’s growing.

xii. foxes ; youth
like a bad dream, that is too afraid to wake.



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