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#song: fifteen by taylor swift
evermoredeluxe · 2 months
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Full performance of Fifteen/You’re On Your Own Kid at The Eras Tour in Singapore (N4) on 7 March 2024 (x)
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wildfloweronwheels · 1 year
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There is a video I found from back when I was three, you’re setting up a paint set in the kitchen and talking to me. I’m five years old, it’s getting cold, I’ve got my big coat on.  She said I was seven and you were nine, I looked at you like the stars that shine in the sky like pretty lights. I hit my peak at seven. I’m thirteen now and don’t know how my friends could be so mean.  At fourteen there’s just so much you can’t do and you can’t wait to move out one day and call your own shots. Cause when you’re fifteen and somebody tells you they love you, you’re gonna believe them. Good thing my daddy made me get a boating licence when I was fifteen.  Well, I was sixteen when suddenly I wasn’t that little girl you used to see. I’m crazier for you then I was at sixteen, lost in a film scene. Secret jokes all alone, sixteen and wild. Seventeen and crazy, running wild, wild. It’s like I’m seventeen, no one understands. I’m only seventeen, I don’t know anything but I know I miss you. How can a person know everything at eighteen but nothing at twenty two? Don’t you think nineteen’s too young to be played by your dark twisted games when I loved you so?  And I damn sure never would’ve danced with the devil at nineteen. It’s supposed to be fun, turning twenty one. I don’t know about you but I’m feeling twenty two. She’s still twenty three inside her fantasy. Oh, twenty five years old, oh how were you to know? Thirty two and still growing up now, who you are is not what you did. She said, I’ll be eighty seven, you’ll be eighty nine, I’ll still look at you like the stars that shine in the sky.
Every time Taylor Swift references an age in a song
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andichoseyou · 7 months
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eras tour surprise songs parallels
5/6/23—Nashville, Tennessee: Out of the Woods / Fifteen
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The evolution of Taylor singing about marriage
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*so I thought I'd provide some criteria for what consists as a single since there's promotional singles of course and songs that chart high on the hot 100 in it's opening week and then decline in the weeks after or drop out entirely especially in the era of streaming so here's my criteria:
Obviously if it's official singles they count lol
But for other songs that are promoted my criteria is that it has to be a promotional single for the album and chart within the top 30 of the hot 100 also if a song has a music video (promotional or not) then that can count also (why the Best Day is in this poll)
Anyways with all that said vote for your fave, reblog & share your thoughts in the tags ☺️☺️ ill be creating a masterpost later for this mini series but in the meantime the debut singles poll is still open if you want to vote there too ☺️☺️
Also today is the last day for the favorite Christmas song poll from my Taylor track series and the Red Vault & Other Taylor songs polls are still open ☺️☺️ check out my masterpost for that to vote ☺️☺️
Thank you so much everyone and have fun ☺️☺️
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swiftieinbrazil · 1 year
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Taylor Swift performing Fifteen (with an extra lyric) as one of the surprise songs at The Eras Tour on May 6th, 2023 - (x)
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florencewellch · 1 year
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debut or fearless this or that. Tim McGraw or We Were Happy? Picture to Burn or Tell Me Why? Teardrops on My Guitar or You Belong With Me? Fifteen or A Place in this World? Cold As You or White Horse? Stay Beautiful or Hey Stephen? Should've Said No or Forever & Always? The Best Day or I'm Only Me When I'm With You? Invisible or Untouchable? Our Song or Fearless the song? Mary's Song or Today Was a Fairytale? A Perfectly Good Heart or Bye Bye Baby? Debut or Fearless?
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taylorswifttournament · 5 months
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fifteen was for her yoyok is for her
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gloriousmonsters · 5 days
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tortured poets department is SUCH a weird album it's like we had a five minute affair now we're in suburbia and i'm plotting your wife's murder. i'm a teenage girl in a relationship declared ESH never bring anyone else into this. i'm an army doll with depression in love with my abusive ex-boyfriend. i'm relating my toxic relationship that's left me delusional and depressed through the lens of alien abduction. i wish you the best but also it is NOT me it is YOU i'm soooo over it but fuck you. hey what if i went back and did like the country small town girl thing again for a minute? no? fair enough i am freshly out of jail. i am going to florida with florence welch. what do you guys think about thought crimes???? reply urgent. i am a levitating witch and i'm going to kill you. i can fix him.uh, unrelated to my message of two minutes ago, don't date con men it ends badly. im having a mental breakdown but i'm so so sexy about it. hi like i'm so over our relationship but out of curiosity are you some manner of spy or perhaps government operative i am losing my mind. FALSE ALARM i'm dating a jock now it's all good. actually hang on i remembered how much the music industry sucks for women and i'm depressed again. do you guys ever think about death
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kaelytraec · 1 year
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So: one of my favorite things about the song Fifteen, is the double entendre in the line “back then I swore I was gonna marry him someday but I realized some bigger dreams of mine”
Her writing it at fifteen years old, talking about previously not knowing, and then knowing what her actual dreams were. Figuring out what she wanted out of life.
And then 18 years later at 33, having realized those dreams, as in having made them come true. It’s so good. I love it so much.
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forgedroyalseal · 2 months
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Song Fic Drabbles Part 4
When all you wanted was to be wanted
Will had always known he wasn’t enough. He wasn’t smart enough to be a diplomat or disciplined enough to be a scribe. And despite it being his one goal in life, the thing that kept him going through the cold, lonely years in the ward, he wasn’t tall or strong enough for battleschool. Will remembered the way his heart sank on his choosing day. How he was forced to stand in front of his peers, the Baron, the craft masters, and be told he wasn’t good enough. That he wasn’t wanted. That he was destined to a pitiful and meaningless life. But then, like a miracle from the heavens, Halt found him. He told him he could be enough, that he was wanted. So Will worked and trained harder then he thought possible, determined to prove to Halt he was enough, that he deserved to be wanted. And it worked. He was able to overcome every test and trial thrown his way. He made a name for himself. He had the potential to go down in history. He was enough. He was wanted.
Until he wasn’t.
“How could you be so stupid? So selfish? Do you have any idea what a disaster you’ve made Will?”
Will didn’t know how Halt still had the energy or the voice to continue yelling at him. He and Crowley had been at it for over an hour and were showing no signs of stopping.
“I know, I’m sorry. If you’d just let me explain-“ Will repeated for what felt like the hundredth time, and just like every time before, he was shot down.
Crowley huffed out a mocking laugh. “We don’t want your apologies or excuses Will! We want you to-“
“Leave.” Halt was no longer shouting and Will would have done anything to go back to being yelled at. Because that single, cold, level word cut Will deeper than any amount of yelling could do.
“What?” He whispered.
“We want you to leave. Now.”
“But, Halt please-“
“Get out of here Will. Crowley and I need to clean up your mess. As of now, you are on suspension. Once we get this sorted, we’ll figure out what to do with you.”
Will nodded slowly, blinking back the stinging behind his eyes. Just as he had one foot out of the door, Crowley called out to him. For a moment, his hope flickered. But then it was blown out just as quickly.
“Will, we’ll need to hang on to your oak leaf for the time being.”
When Will dropped the chain and pendent into Crowley’s open palm, he felt as though he was leaving his entire heart behind.
On shaking legs he made his way back to the guest room he was staying in. He tried not to cry. He did anyways. He fell to his knees and sobbed, body curling into itself. His chest burned and his head ached and he felt as if he was coming apart at the seams. Everything he had done, had worked for, was going to be torn away from him because of one stupid, selfish mistake. He hadn’t done enough and soon everyone would know and no one would want him. Will groped around his neck for his pendent, the one thing that could ground him in moments like these, but then he remembered that it was gone, discarded on Crowley’s desk as if it wasn’t the one thing, the only thing, that proved Will had been wanted. That someone had decided he was good enough. As he spiraled, his nails dug into his arms, clawing at his biceps until hot pools of blood bubbled up. A sob got caught in his throat and suddenly he couldn’t breathe. The knot in his chest was being pulled tighter and tighter and-
“Will! Will it’s ok, please just breathe.” A faceless voice called out but Will couldn’t make sense of the words.
Warm hands fell on his, gently guiding them away from his torn skin and onto a steady beating heart. “Breathe Will, just like me. Follow my breath.” Will tried, and after every failed attempt, the voice reassured him then asked him again. “Just keep trying Will. It’s going to be ok. Just keep trying.”
Will wanted to scream that all he ever did was try, but he didn’t have the air or the strength so instead he just let out a pathetic whimper. “I know it’s hard, I’m sorry. You’re doing so good.”
Eventually, slowly, oxygen found its way back into Will’s lungs. Will inhaled greedily, desperately trying to fill his burning lungs.
“There you go, deep breaths, it’s ok. You’re ok.” The oxygen made its way up to his head and he was finally able to place the comforting voice and steady hands.
“Gil.” He gasped.
“I’m right here Will.” One of his hands came around to Will’s back and began rubbing circles between his shoulders. “What happened? Tell me who I need to go beat up?”
“They don’t want me. It’s all gonna go away.” Will cried as he buried his face into Gilan’s chest.
“Who? What’s going away?”
“The Corps. What am I if not a ranger? I can’t do anything else. No one will want me.”
“Ok, I don’t know what happened, but I promise you, the Corps want you. They need you.”
“Not after this.”
Gilan pulled back just enough to look Will in the eye. “Tell what happened.”
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cornerihaunt · 1 year
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no but like. this is insane.
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coulsons-band · 7 days
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taylor pls i'm trying to go to SLEEP
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lyricallymnded · 10 months
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fifteen // taylor swift
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taylor-swift-bracket · 3 months
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🎆 Please reblog! 🎆
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