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This Whitest PurseStaring into stars, the lonely people drink their tears / And genuflect to empty car parks and swallow their fears / Like Ernest Hemingway, they grit their teeth and laugh
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Jun 3, 2011
CyborgBlindsided by a rhinoceros. / Tendons, muscles, unraveling. I can't do this any-- / Glitch, system failure, shutdown
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Feb 17, 2011
B-SideI love the smell of my flesh in the morning / So soothing, like the ghost of the woman you're mourning / Conforming to a bitterness, you swore to me
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Feb 17, 2011
Francisco & ReardonI'm centralized hard on the eyes behind your face. / Your envy shines through your scars and lies fill your space. / The spot where you once stood is now occupied only by shadow;
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Feb 17, 2011
Heartless Mudflap, Kidnap CarjackJust stay quiet and still, keep your hands on the wheel / She's all tied up in the back just to prove that we still feel / A twisted, little punk all strung out on the junk
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Feb 17, 2011
Infraction Distraction!!If you wanna get a good look / Here is the number... 666 oh 123 / Im a joker, man, really. Its all a mind game,
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Feb 17, 2011
Knife Roulette???Alleviate a misrepresentation done by an alienated tainted nation unstable unable to distill a thrill so full of life and underlying bites of lice and spices all lined up on the counter which slices all my toes into a loud and restless ghost from the coast to the bar room to where we keep the jar of fruit and peaches and human skulls. / I place your fingers on the table / Cornered like adjacent angles
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Feb 17, 2011
Mellow D'sI always wanted to compose symphonies, / But my hands and my head could never agree. / I got the blue curse, because I always feel beats,
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Feb 17, 2011
Nuclear FunkSo, here we go, again. / Defining the prolific tranquility of my fellow men / Reproducing the rhythmic reflection like a Godsend.
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Feb 17, 2011
Rants From the Mismatched Grapefruit ChildThe monkey on my back is just a cigarette under the crack / Where your fingertips can not, anymore, the nicotine pursue... / A stain in my Egyptians, the painful intermissions
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Feb 17, 2011
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