Put your music on shuffle, write down the first ten songs and your favorite lyric for each song that comes on. No skipping.
Stupid, Kacey Musgraves: Can't separate the salt from the sugar. There's nothing in your pockets. There's footprints on your face. You can't tell anymore if you're the rabbit or the snake.
This, Ed Sheeran: You are the earth that I will stand upon. You are the words that I will sing.
Washington Square, Counting Crows: I loved like a fountain, and it left me with nothing, just the memories of walking through Washington Square.
Homesick at Space Camp, Fall Out Boy: Landing on a runway in Chicago and I'm grounding all my dreams of ever really seeing California because I know what's in between is something sensual in such non-conventional ways.
A Thread of Light, Demon Hunter: Your imperfect path is a heart made of glass and the world is a charming grenade.
Nutshell, Alice in Chains: And yet I find repeating in my head: if I can't be my own, I'd feel better dead.
A Murder of One, Counting Crows: There's a bird that nests inside you, sleeping underneath your skin. Yeah, when you open up your wings to speak, I wish you'd let me in.
Overthinking, Relient K: I was sinking, lower sinking, cuz I lost the things I held onto.
Easy Hearts, Whiskeytown: I've had a pretty hard life for such an easy heart.
Thinking of You, Kesha: But now my song's on the radio, and you see my face everywhere you go. I thought I'd call just to let you know I've been thinking of you.
Skimrande