inthewildwood | Fanmix: Bomb Girls, "but still she saves the day"

1. Bullets - Tunng (General)

We’re catching bullets in our teeth
It’s hard to do but they’re so sweet
And if they take a couple out
We try to work things out
We catching bullets with our
Heads and hearts and all the darkest parts of us
It’s strange to find such light
In such endless night

02. She Does Not Brave The War - My Brightest Diamond (Lorna)

She does not hear words to flatter
She does not take much ease or pleasure
She does not wait to love
She does not bend or break or run away
She does not brave the war, but she saves the day

03. Someone You Should Know - Lisa Loeb (Betty)

Who do you think you are?
You’re talking so loud
You bury the sound
Of your heart that’s singing out

And where do you want to be?
On top of the world
But you’re just a girl
Who forgot what it’s like to dream

04. Adventures in Solitude - The New Pornographers (Kate)

Sleeping for years
Pick through what is left
Through the pieces that fell and rose from the depth
From the rainwater well
Deep as a secret nobody knows

Less than forgot
But more than begun
These adventures in solitude never done
To the names of our rooms
We send the same blood back from the wars

05. Cheerleader - St. Vincent (Gladys)

I’ve played dumb
When I knew better
Tried so hard
Just to be clever
I know honest thieves
I call family
I’ve seen America
With no clothes on

06. Burn Your Life Down- Tegan and Sara (Vera)

You wake up in the night
And refuse to be afraid of it now
Unfolding pieces of it faster
Don’t you waste your time
You’ve been planning to remember
So nothing will be lost in the end

07. A Woman, A Woman, A Century of Sleep - Emmy the Great (Edith)

I know, I know that I believe in
whatever brings you joy from me
But I’ve swept until I couldn’t sweep
and this house is still a lie, now I have to
find a dress, have to buy a dress
have to sew the dress ‘til the pieces mesh, and I
don’t think I’m ready yet and I
haven’t got the time

08. Extraordinary Machine - Fiona Apple (Hazel)

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I can’t help it, the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me, or treat me mean
I’ll make the most of it, I’m an extraordinary machine

I seem to you to seek a new disaster every day
You deem me due to clean my view and be at peace and lay
I mean to prove I mean to move in my own way, and say,
I’ve been getting along for long before you came into the play