Swans - Why Can't I Have What I Want Any Time That I Want?

[@Daniel-ew5qf]

Amazing how Gira's voice hasn't aged at all. Also that background melody is so eerily mesmerizing, I love it

[@youtubeuserdan4017]

It has aged, very well.

[@Spacecoreinspace]

aged like a fine wine in italy

[@gf-man331]

​@@Spacecoreinspace Which town of Italy in particular?

[@purplelegsandthespiderette3929]

​@gf-man331 the one that isn't overwhelmed with muslims

[@60circuits60]

the most brutal and true song about alcoholism i've ever heard, from a writer already as brutal and insightful as Michael is. just reading the lyrics made me shed tears more than once

[@chirimoyan]

my fav off of this album. it's such a great, ever-evolving composition, like falling down a bottomless pit

[@RickBobO]

Jesus Christ! 6:09 sounds like the fever dream of an overworked carpenter. Unbelievable sound.

[@uomociambella]

That last part at 6:01when the choruses and the metallic sound start...very very good

[@trash_bender420]

Because, thats just how it works Michael

[@itsberzerk9279]

Swans are the best!

[@vomeinsamenmadchensophie]

Forever the best....

[@donferwhoops2474]

what a song to have at a point in my life when im falling into alcoholism instead of out of it

[@propoytsa]

dramatic composition. stunningly!

[@lowblood9416]

Swans with them long ass Emo/Post-Hardcore songtitles.

[@syzarn]

When will time erase this stupid smile from my face? I still feel you in my veins, pure and refined, while I raged Questions are of no consequence Humiliations are easily subsumed In oblivion And indifference With a love that is malignant and true All wrong, wrong, wrong Wrong, wrong, wrong I am wrong in this skin But that’s where my need for you begins With your nails through my hands On the hill that I till On the cross that I built Crying for more, more, more Give me more, give me more I am your supplicant, I’m your whore I’m unconscious on the floor But my hand is reaching for your door There's a shadow of your taste And the bloodrush in my gut No, it’s never, never enough Why would I ever give you up? All lost, lost, lost Now I want to pay the cost I don’t care, just erase Every memory, every trace Let me run through the ruins From the failure and regret Just open up my mouth And pour your tongue into my head All gone, gone, gone I am lost without your breath Now my teeth are cracked and red I am begging at the foot of your bed: Give me one more taste of death Why can’t I have what I want any time that I want?

[@yaboyegreja7750]

I teared up just the build up for him begging for just the taste of death. It's sureal

[@eternal_wave]

Amazing track !!!!!!!

[@erlineandrews]

I love this.

[@aa_one1099]

Wow...🖤

[@propoytsa]

Сильнейшая вещь. Полная безысходность . Пробирает до мозга костей. Ничего печальней не слышал

[@arthurkurbedzis]

Psychedelic, feels like I am playing Limbo or so.

[@jamiesaccone5423]

Wow!

[@femme-mirage]

Wow 🖤

[@vomeinsamenmadchensophie]

I still feel you in my veins...so refined...in oblivion... with the love that's true....on the cross...my hand is reaching for yours... but it's never enough but I'll never give you up ....lost lost lost... just open up my mouth and pour your tongue into my head... I'm begging at the foot of your bed.... give me one more taste of death.....🖤💎🖤💎🖤💎🖤🎩 .... just when I think it can be better than the previous song... You do this tO mE....BRiLiaNT... ThankYoU, Michael for existing, this one is the one... until I hear the next..! 🎩🖤 BB

[@sprintrapbrandon5719]

now my teeth are cracked and red

[@PrimitiveInTheExtreme]

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