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A False GraveyardDo you know how hard it is / to make a dead man proud / It just about puts yourself in the ground
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Jul 8, 2010
AirportI'm terrified of becoming like this air vent / Cold, rational and controlled by a panel / I want to decide when I turn on and off
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Jul 8, 2010
A Living TradgedyIn tragedy I find comfort / It kills me to know inside you're dying / But I just need to know my feelings can still export
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Jul 7, 2010
A Shade of Vintage GrayI found the cure, / but I'm not so pure / You'll have to bear with me
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Jul 8, 2010
Bones and Southern SunSkull etched of flowers / Bones white as snow / You fell in love with the marrow
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Aug 9, 2010
Common MetastasisThere is common ground between the seasons and I / Stages of everything going conclusively awry / Undergoing this divine metastasis
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Jul 8, 2010
IlluminationCandle brims and faint light / Let it keep you alive / Fall in love with the passing night
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Aug 9, 2010
Maybe In A Year We'll Be Real AgainWe built our new compartments / We don't know where we've been / We've come a product of our lies
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Jul 8, 2010
My Sacred RuinsIf I lose myself anymore I am going to disintegrate / and even if that were to happen, / you'd probably still be there to adore my ashes
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Jul 8, 2010
Squirrels and OpossumsGray is so deathly / I watched it all, blood red / From tires you bring guilt
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Aug 9, 2010
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