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Young Delta Heartscheer up charlie the order's come / all your life running from an atom bomb / been riding under bullet proof skies

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Feb 14, 2012

Paper cupBroken glass, it cuts too deep / I'm reaching for a paper cup / Because I'm cut to ribbons

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Feb 14, 2012

On memoryforget the way she held this hand / just lay it back inside that memory / it changes with every touch

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Feb 14, 2012

Sundaypainted frowns on the sunday town / peddling backwards on the underground / sinking slander

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Feb 14, 2012

Leaving and returning to the maternal homehung up ribbons and stained hooked cups / tucked up bedspreads unworn livery of lust / watching as slowly I let you disappear

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Feb 14, 2012

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