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Rinds of Glory
07:39
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You should know that last summer lust that you shined on me
Couldn't compare to a thundering snare, a blast of noise
This power chord that you had wrapped around my finger so tight
tints me to a pale white
I thought you should know, now where's the love that you shined on me
all zen masters have nothing to say
They're famous for giving it away
Wont you share the love that you show?
Sittin around in a parked car downtown, watching the wheels
go round and round, I'm gettin a little tired of this farce
(already)
You're already dead
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Spurting Hand
06:17
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Hello, let me guess your name, it's been frolicking about
On the tip of my tounge, I've heard it somewhere before
It skips rocks across my eyes and attempts to write---------
(now there's something right in here that I never wrote down)
------------>the words of my demise
So cut the talk and chatter endlessly with me
We're gonna get around this irregular illogical
circular labyrinth of silence
Listen, on and on it goes from here, on and on
Just to hear the song in her voice is all I need
Picking the peaches off her branch
Picking the leaches off her back
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Lots of Jay Squeezin' It
04:56
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First rain of the new millenium, listen how it falls
Technicolor raincoats and rugby uniforms all dressed up
Red sunset, never forget what you know
and I'll never let you go
Dont stop down on my neverlandmine
You whispered, "I'm so tired"
You muttered, "I feel so trapped," under your breath
Come on at least sit down for dinner
You're an angel without your wings,
but I can see your halo
You're an actor, forgot your lines,
but I can see your stage props
Makes me kinda happy-sad in a way
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Summer suns fry days awful, I got the weak end off
to the power of two twice the positive
China dolls are exaggerated charactors
Let your friends choose the enemy
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