Well, I crippled your heart a hundred times And still can't work out why

Favorite: Stolen band
Artist: Frightened Rabbit
Song of the Day: Modern Leper

I've stolen many things from my sister...DVDs, clothes, cities, part of a personality, but often prided myself on my own favorites in music. However, when returning from oversees a few years ago my sister dumped a load of new artists on me which included today's artist. Now I am obsessed with music, clearly to a sometimes ridiculous extent waiting hours before a concert to be front row and becoming googly eyed just talking about fav musicians and the only time I've ever seen my sister come smidgen close to this ounce of ridiculousness (minus coldplay obviously) is for Frightened Rabbit. I've pushed and pulled my way to the front, stood dumbfounded at the sight of them alongside her. And happily so. For today's song was the first of theirs and any song I became obsessed with when returning from a hiatus of music and seeing them live only caused an obsession with every song. The lyrics are smart, the energy is high and the band is dreamy. So yes this is my favorite stolen band, but to be fair I'm pretty sure she stole them from somebody else. So I guess you are allowed to steal them too.



A cripple walks amongst you
All you tired human beings
He's got all the things a cripple has
Not working arms and legs
And vital parts fall from his system
And dissolve in Scottish rain
Vitally he doesn't miss them
He's too fucked up to care
Well, is that you in front of me?
Coming back for even more of exactly the same
You must be a masochist to love a modern leper
On his last leg
On his last leg
Well, I crippled your heart a hundred times
And still can't work out why
You see, I've got this disease I can't shake
And I'm just rattling through life
Well, this is how we do things now
Yeah, this is how the modern stay scared
So I cut out all the good stuff
Yeah, I cut off my foot to spite my leg
Well, is that you in front of me?
Coming back for even more of exactly the same
You must be a masochist to love a modern leper
On his last leg
Well, I am ill
But I'm not dead
And I don't know which of those I prefer
Because that limb which I have lost
Well, it was the only thing holding me up
Holding me up
Well, I'm lying on the ground now
Walking through the only door
Well, I have lost my eyesight
Like I said I would
But I still know
And that is you in front of me
And you are back for even more of exactly the same
Well, are you a masochist to love a modern leper
On his last leg
And you are not ill
And I'm not dead
Doesn't that make us the perfect pair?
Just you and me
We'll start again
And you can tell me all about what you did today
What you did today