No. 512
Our favorite bubbly, bright pink theologian, No. 512! Sure, she’s a bit decayed and honestly a bit frightening underneath the surface, but we still love her all the same. Her playlist is a sort of mishmash of darker emo and synthpop tracks mixed in with brighter bubblegrunge notes to best show offer her sweet and sour sides. Her songs also deal heavily with, would you have guessed it, death, dying, and sometimes the opposite.
-D.H.
Oh, my sweet friend
We're all going down to the river's end
And wash our dirty hands clean
In the songs of our loneliest ghost's release
Please and thank you, come right in
Now the king will see you
Let your guard down
Slowly, softly, sweetly, slowly
Hot faced, lamb woman
Too quiet to be noticed
Insane, what they all say
Cry hard, you’re not that serious
Now I must finish what I started, oh-oh
I'll write a symphony for the departed
And I have no time for second chances
So I survive on bourbon, blood, and backward glances
Oh, now I must finish what I started, oh-oh
Do Not Enter's written on the door way
Why can't everyone just go away?
Except you
You can stay
And so I made
My fall from grace
I need no mercy
It's not your place
So go ahead
I'll be just fine
You keep your head down
I'll keep down mine
Sometimes I think about dying
It's my only way out
The only thing we have in common
That's what I've figured it out
I'm really good at avoiding responsibility
I'm really good at avoiding or grasping mortality
But I think that I'll live forever if I just try
Hello, my old heart
How have you been?
Are you still there inside my chest?
I've been so worried, you've been so still
Barely beating at all
Tell all my friends that I'm sorry for leading them on
I made ‘em think I was fine, but I knew something was wrong
I thought that time would prove it's all in my head
Now I'm in too deep and alone, and more scared than I've ever been
All nightmares start as dreams
And I hear my subconscious screaming
They say that beauty's just skin deep
So naturally, please show me your
Bones, bones, bones, let me see your bones
I ain't at home
Home's where I'm going
I close my eyes to see
I'll take my throne, lay it on a mountain
And make myself a king
