Conor Oberst Short Quotes

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The animals laugh from the dark of the wilderness.

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I never thought of running
My feet just led the way

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If you wanna see the future,
Go stare into a cloud.

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You mean nothing to no one but that's nobody's fault.

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There is no Hell when you die
so don't look so worried

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It was a small mistake
Sometimes that is all it takes.

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I tried to pass for nothing
But my dreams gave me away

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If I die tonight, then I guess I die tonight
Let me go on.

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I wanna be your happiness.
I wanna be your common sense pain.

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My head's a carousel of pictures and
The spinning never stops.

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In a coma, you don't dream,
you just hope that someone sits with you.

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Well is it your fear of being buried
that makes you so afraid to speak?

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Yeah, I was a postcard, I was a record
I was a camera until I went blind

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And I sing and sing of awful things
The pleasure that my sadness brings.

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You could be happy, the minute you try.
Why won't you try? Oh won't you try?

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Everything must belong somewhere.
I know that now, that's why I'm staying here.

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For a sunrise or a sunset, you're manic or you're depressed.
Will you ever feel ok?

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Well, ABC, NBC, CBS: Bullshit.
They give us fact or fiction?
I guess an even split.

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It's not a movie,
no private screening
This method acting,
well, I call that living

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And each new act of war is tonight's entertainment.
We're still the pawns in their game.

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You'll be free child once you have died
from the shackles of language and measurable time

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Love's an excuse to get hurt and to hurt.
Do you like to hurt?
I do, I do
then hurt me.

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And I never thought this life was possible, You're the yellow bird that I've been waiting for.

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On a detox loft through a Glendale Park over sidewalk chalk
Someone wrote in red, "start over."

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Well let the poets cry themselves to sleep
And all their tearful words will turn back into steam

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