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Chris Isaak - Wicked Game (Trentemoller Remix)


“Wicked Game”

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.
It’s strange what desire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that I’d meet somebody like you.
And I never dreamed that I’d lose somebody like you.

No, I don’t want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I don’t want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you (This world is only gonna break your heart)

What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you.
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you and,

I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you.

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.
It’s strange what desire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that I’d love somebody like you.
And I never dreamed that I’d lose somebody like you,

No, I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I… (This world is only gonna break your heart)
(This world is only gonna break your heart)

Nobody loves no one.
You write in order to change the world … if you alter, even by a millimeter, the way people look at reality, then you can change it.
James Baldwin (via rainier)
Deeply I go down into myself. My god is Dark and like a webbing made of a hundred roots that drink in silence.
Rainer Maria Rilke (via hoodoothatvoodoo)
I cannot help but wonder, however, if we do not invent our own destiny, design our own fate, to suit our circumstances. How much of love is a trick of the mind, a mere feat of verbal acrobatics, to accommodate persons who just happen to cross our path and who suit our needs at one particular moment in time?
Anita Shreve, All He Ever Wanted (via quote-book)
We tend to think of the erotic as an easy, tantalizing sexual arousal. I speak of the erotic as the deepest life force, a force which moves us toward living in a fundamental way.
Audre Lorde (via riot-succeeds)
We went down into the silent garden. Dawn is the time when nothing breathes, the hour of silence. Everything is transfixed, only the light moves.

Leonora Carrington

via lushlight:::touba (via frenchtwist)

But I didn’t regret it. I never regretted it, not for one second. How do you regret one of the best nights of your life? You don’t. You remember every word, every look. Even when it hurts, you still remember.
It’s not summer without you by Jenny Han (via -itsjessica-)
Maybe this world is another planet’s Hell.
Aldous Huxley (via whimsicalsun)