Founds total 12 songs
Who Fell Asleep
She turned her back on the church and put all her faith in me. At the back of the chapel where I taught her to screw and to blaspheme. We turned our backs to the church, with our trousers around our knees.
We've Got Your Back
And the dashboard assembled descending height order. Half a decade of father's day, it's another thought for. Another passed on, puppy eyes, nasty reaction.
This Is A Flagthere Is No Wind
Can we all please just calm the fuck down?. . In an analogy that makes sense to most. This opportunity it found me unmarked at the far post. But I blazed it right against the crossbar.
The Sea Is A Good Place To Think Of The Future
I grabbed hold of her wrist and my hand closed from tip to tip. I said, you've taken the diet too far, you've got to let it slip. But she's not eating again, she's not eating again.
Straight In At 11
I think we need more post-coital and less post-rock. Feels like the build up takes forever but you never get me off. . You pull your dress over your face.
Songs About Your Girlfriend
You did not like us 'cause your girlfriend likely does. And all your friends agree on her soft spot for me. I'll have my hot hands over her soft spots soon you will see.
Romance Is Boring
Darling. I'm with St. Bernard's and we're. Scouring the Alps and the Andes. And if they die then it is on my head. They follow paw prints in the snow to my throne.
Plan A
Just like when we were seventeen. We said we'd move to Malta, claim Nationality,. And now that we are twenty-three. Days tethered to the running track,.
Life Is A Long Time
My brown eyes, two pools of mud. Resting in two dark moons, they turn the tide into a flood. And the bloodshot lines in the whites map every A road in this town,.
In Medias Res
But let's talk about you for a minute. With the vomit at yr gullet. From a half bottle of vodka that we'd stolen from the optic. On the back seat in yr car, because it wasn't safe to start it.
Every Defeat A Divorce
I am not a crutch. Although my knees are rife with woodworm. And the mealworms I misheard for lunch. Are rotting in my guts. With a childhood of fingernails.
Coda: A Burn Scar In The Shape Of The Sooner State
Run the water 'til it scalds you know that I'm listening. Pitter-patter runs the shower hits the bare porcelain. Watch the dirt run down the plughole, hear an echo within.
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