#good news to the purists: they've discovered a cure for the symptoms of being alive

[constellation-sapphic]

Will Wood is so good at writing songs that devastate my psyche and are also a fucking jam

[valeffelees]

i fucking hate him

[davidtennantgenderenvy]

my favorite lyric from every song on the normal album

Suburbia Overture: "Home is where the heart is, you ain't homeless, but you're heartless"

2econd-2ight-2eer: "The devil made me do it, but I also kinda wanted to"

Laplace's Angel: "The only ones in need of love are those who don't receive enough, so evil ones should get a little more"

I/Me/Myself: "It's been a point of contention between myself and this body that they stuck me in, the privilege of being born to be a man!"

Well, Better Than The Alternative: "And when we find out what's wrong with me, could you tell me how Im right for you"

Outliers and Hyppocrates: "Too weird too live, too scared to die, too alien to take you home, horrified at the sight of my reflection in your eyes, I don't belong there"

Black Box Warrior: "Why to thine own self be true when it is you who are the problem"

Marsha Thankk You For the Dialectics: "And good news to the purists, they've discovered a cure for the symptoms of being alive, It's a painless procedure with a low rate of failure, but very few patients survive"

Love Me Normally: "I drank myself to death to be the afterlife o the party"

Memento Mori: "At most a couple generations will remember the ways in which your life never mattered"

[localvoidcat]

AND GOOD NEWS TO THE PURISTS THEY'VE DISCOVERED A CURE FOR THE SYMPTOMS OF BEING ALIVE IT'S A PAINLESS PROCEDURE WITH A LOW RATE OF FAILURE BUT VERY FEW PATIENTS SURVIVE!!!!!!

[comput3rage]

good news to the purists they've discovered a cure for the symptoms of being alive btw. It's a painless procedure with a low rate of failure but very few patients survive. btw. if you even care

[beatrice-reden-official]

They could prescribe you any illness you'd like

If you define the terms of your ailments

You could sing a pretty malady like a black canary

But a crow don't know the smell of carbon monoxide

^ Judith starting to lose faith in the resistance, and seeing everyone else's optimism ^

How many years have you been on that couch

They could've quilt'd you in the throws by now

You draw a line in the sand where it ends and you begin

But the tide rolls in, so who knows? Oh well

^ Talking to Breen, catching on to his problem with identity ^

And a little identity never hurt nobody

But lately you've been focusing too much on yourself

So how many milligrams of you are still left in there

^ Judith looking at herself, starting to get worried that by joining the Combine she's going to lose herself ^

Cause back in my day we didn't need no feel-good pills and no psychiatrists

No, we just drank ourselves to death, and god damn it, we liked it

^ Talking to Alyx, and getting very frustrated with her questions because like. Obviously she wants to know where Judith has been going. ^

Who makes the call? What's a symptom, what's a flaw

Can it be both? Well I suppose that's an answer

Would you give up your humanity for just a touch of sanity

Cause God knows it's not like it's cancer

^ Back to Breen, starting to get a bit sarcastic about his choice (and deflecting her own guilt onto pity for him) ^

And good news to the purists: they've discovered a cure

For the symptoms of being alive

It's a painless procedure with a low rate of failure

But very few patients survive

^ Hahn taking Judith to see the experiments, and Judith is trying so hard to feel something about it. ^

And a little conformity never hurt nobody

But lately I've been worried that you're losing yourself

So how many milligrams of you are still left in there

^ Back at Breen, still seeing his personal decay ^

Cause back in my day we didn't need no feel-good pills and no psychiatrists

No, we just bled out in our bath, and god damn it, we liked it

^ I dunno mate ^

Doctor, what's my prognosis if the studies show that

Disease is in the eye of the beholder

Tell me "so it goes"

We depress 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 both know the danger

^ Judith at Eli, trying to connect to him again ^

So doctor, could you run another test

Got a feeling that this time I might just pass it

Well, if you raise the average

We'll all sing when the bell curve rings

In lyrics symptomatic of the way we think

If our harmonies don't sync, we can change our voices

A chorus on condition of our diagnosis

^ Thinking about her double crossing, starting to struggle with issues about herself and how she changes from place to place ^

Back in my day we didn't need no feel-good pills and no psychiatrists

What can I say, except don't heed no evil wills of moral nihilists

I said, "Back in the days of lobotomies and shock therapy and mad scientists

Oh don't you make me waste my breath. God damn it"

^ Judith during the office scene, finally snapping and jumping in to save Eli because she can't stand Breen anymore ^

Ain't your you-dentity at stake

Does aspirin kill you with the pain

You're not your thoughts, you're not your brain

You're just the character you've made

Up in your head, down in your heart

What seem like separate body parts

Come together to believe they're you

And not just chemistry

It's not the way that you were raised

Or what the advertisements say

Not what you pay for, what you pray for

What you want, or what you say

And I see your tendency to redefine disease by what you need

And I'm afraid I can't prescribe the diagnosis that you seek

And something tells me that you need

Forgive me now if I misspeak

But something tells me that you like

And something tells me

You prefer

To be sitting there flipping through those old issues of People

Well that's our time, see you next week

^ Judith at pretty much everyone, just...releasing all those emotions she kept under wraps to keep herself and the people she cares about safe. ^

OOOOOOOOOO YEAH!! I LOVE THIS

[giratina-and-the-skys-bouquet]

♫ creation trio plus arceus!

OH BOY OH BOY where do I begin umm,

Well Palkia is pretty easy actually. It's Pathological Facade! in particular the lyrics:

A year ago I was told that I would be a miracle, something theoretical I guess./ Go on, praise me like a God/So flip a coin, let's rejoin our family in the mirror world, where everyone is crooked by design

Dialga is Ruler of Everything, more specifically the Chonny Jash Cover ,as for the lyrics:

WELL, LISTEN TO THIS! HE SHOT AND HE MISSED! AND SO JUNO (or in this case, Giratina) GOT WHAT HE DESERVED! IMPRISONMENT IS ALL THAT HE EARNED!/ I'm the ruler of everything, in the end.../ You practice your mannerisms into the wall/ I've been living a lie, a metamorphical scheme!

Giratina is.. surprisingly harder? Only because so many songs fit it. if I had to pin down just a few, Chop Suey, no doubt. But Catabolic Seed also fits, and its the one I shall pull lyrics from.

Oh, what's a devil to do?/ It seems that the good times never last/ I'm safe, I'm whole, I got it under control/ I don't care that i'm losing myself, in the garden of earthly delights/ If drop dead where I stand, I wouldn't mind.

And finally Arceus my favorite horse (derogatory and affectionate) it's Marsha, Thankk You for the Dialectics, but I Need You to Leave

And a little identity never hurt nobody, But lately you've been focusing too much on yourself/Cause back in my day we didn't need no feel-good pills and no psychiatrists. No, we just drank ourselves to death, and god damn it, we liked it/And good news to the purists: they've discovered a cure for the symptoms of being alive/You're not your thoughts, you're not your brain. You're just the character you've made. Up in your head, down in your heart, what seem like separate body parts come together to believe they're you, and not just chemistry.

Also I eternally associate this video with Giratina

[gmanwhore]

Random <> Caeser is Marsha Thankks for The Dialects tbh

NO BUT LITERALLY

Who makes the call? What's a symptom, what's a flaw Can it be both? Well I suppose that's an answer Would you give up your humanity for just a touch of sanity Cause God knows it's not like it's cancer And good news to the purists: they've discovered a cure For the symptoms of being alive It's a painless procedure with a low rate of failure But very few patients survive

^Them

[radxianixe]

THEY COULD PRESCRIBE YOU ANY ILLNESS YOU'D LIKE IF YOU DEFINE THE TERMS OF YOUR AILMENT. YOU COULD SING A PRETTY MALADY LIKE A BLACK CANARY, BUT A CROW DON'T KNOW THE SMELL OF CARBON MONOXIDE. HOW MANY YEARS HAVE YOU BEEN ON THAT COUCH? THEY COULD'VE QUILT'D YOU IN THE THROWS BY NOW. YOU DRAW A LINE IN THE SAND—WHERE IT ENDS AND YOU BEGIN—BUT THE TIDE ROLLS IN SO... WHO KNOWS? OH WELL. AND A LITTLE IDENTITY NEVER HURT NOBODY, BUT LATELY YOU'VE BEEN FOCUSING TOO MUCH ON YOURSELF. SO HOW MANY MILLIGRAMS OF YOU ARE STILL LEFT IN THERE? 'CAUSE BACK IN MY DAY, WE DIDN'T NEED NO FEEL-GOOD PILLS AND NO PSYCHIATRISTS. NO, WE JUST DRANK OURSELVES TO DEATH... AND GODDAMMIT, WE LIKED IT! WHO MAKES THE CALL, WHAT'S A SYMPTOM WHAT'S A FLAW? CAN IT BE BOTH? WELL, I SUPPOSE THAT'S AN ANSWER. WOULD YOU GIVE UP YOUR HUMANITY FOR JUST A TOUCH OF SANITY? 'CAUSE GOD KNOWS IT'S NOT LIKE IT'S CANCER! AND GOOD NEWS TO THE PURISTS: THEY'VE DISCOVERED A CURE FOR ALL THE SYMPTOMS OF BEING ALIVE. IT'S A PAINLESS PROCEDURE WITH A LOW RATE OF FAILURE, BUT VERY FEW PATIENTS SURVIVE! AND A LITTLE CONFORMITY NEVER HURT NOBODY, BUT LATELY I'VE BEEN WORRIED THAT YOU'RE LOSING YOURSELF. SO HOW MANY MILLIGRAMS OF YOU ARE STILL LEFT IN THERE? WOAH—'CAUSE BACK IN MY DAY, WE DIDN'T NEED NO FEEL-GOOD PILLS AND NO PSYCHIATRISTS. NO, WE JUST BLED OUT IN OUR BATH... AND GODDAMMIT WE LIKED IT! DOCTOR, WHAT'S MY PROGNOSIS IF THE STUDY SHOWS THAT DISEASE IS IN THE EYE OF THE BEHOLDER? TELL ME "SO IT GOES." WE DEPRESS 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 BOTH KNOW THE DANGER. SO DOCTOR, COULD YOU RUN ANOTHER TEST? GOT A FEELING THAT THIS TIME I MIGHT JUST PASS IT. WELL, IF YOU RAISE THE AVERAGE. WE ALL SING WHEN THE BELL CURVE RINGS IN LYRICS SYMPTOMATIC OF THE WAY WE THINK. IF OUR HARMONIES DON'T SYNC, WE CAN CHANGE OUR VOICES. A CHORUS ON CONDITION OF OUR DIAGNOSIS. 'CAUSE BACK IN MY DAY, WE DIDN'T NEED NO FEEL-GOOD PILLS AND NO PSYCHIATRISTS. WHAT CAN I SAY EXCEPT, "I'LL HEED NO EVIL WILLS OF MORAL NIHILISTS?" I SAID, "BACK IN THE DAYS OF LOBOTOMIES AND SHOCK THERAPY AND MAD SCIENTISTS—" OH, DON'T YOU MAKE ME WASTE MY BREATH... GODDAMMIT! Ain't your youdentity at stake? Does aspirin kill you with the pain? You're not your thoughts, you're not your brain, you're just the character you've made. Up in your head, down in your heart, what seem like separate body parts come together to believe they're you and not just chemistry. It's not the way that you were raised or what the advertisements say. Not what you pay for, what you pray for, what you want, and what you say. And I see your tendency to redefine disease but what you need, and I'm afraid I can't prescribe the diagnosis that you seek. But something tells me that you need—Forgive me now if I misspeak. But something tells me that you like it. Something tells me you prefer to be sitting there flipping through those old issues of people. Well, that's our time, see you next week!

[walrussyy]

AND GOOD NEWS TO THE PURISTS THEY'VE DISCOVERED A CURE FOR THE SYMPTOMS OF BEING ALIVE IT'S A PAINLESS PROCEDURE WITH A LOW RATE OF FAILURE

BUT VERY FEW PATIENTS SURVIIIVEE

[thisisachildrenshospital]

∞

I got Marsha, Thankk You for the Dialects blah blah whatever the rest of the title is lol

and I can't decide between:

and good news to the purists: they've discovered a cure for the symptoms of being alive

it's a painless procedure with a low rate of failure

but very few patients survive

and:

you're not your thoughts, you're not your brain, you're just the character you've made

up in your head, down in your heart, what seem like separate body parts

come together to believe they're you and not just chemistry

[seeingtimeandspace]

Would you give up your humanity for just a touch of sanity

Cause God knows it's not like it's cancer

And good news to the purists: they've discovered a cure

For the symptoms of being alive

It's a painless procedure with a low rate of failure

But very few patients survive

And a little conformity never hurt nobody

But lately I've been worried that you're losing yourself

So how many milligrams of you are still left in there

Cause back in my day we didn't need no feel-good pills and no psychiatrists

No, we just bled out in our bath, and god damn it, we liked it

[valtsv]

∞

And good news to the purists: they've discovered a cure for the symptoms of being alive It's a painless procedure with a low rate of failure But very few patients survive

-> Will Wood, 'Marsha, Thankk You For The Dialectics, But I Need You To Leave'

send me a “∞” and i’ll shuffle my music and tell you my favorite lyrics

[aghostic]

Good news for the purists!

They've discovered a cure for the symptoms of being alive! It's a painless procedure, with a low rate of faliure.

However, very few patients survive.

[bisexuel]

∞ ^_^

And good news to the purists: they've discovered a cure for the symptoms of being alive

It's a painless procedure with a low rate of failure, but very few patients survive

[Marsha, Thank You for the Dialectics, but I Need You to Leave.- Will Wood]

[comput3rage]

and good NEWS to the purists they've discovered a cure for the symptoms of being alive!!! It's a PAINLESS procedure with A LOW RATE of failure but VERY FEW PATIENTS SURVIVE!!!!!!!!