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Bounty Hunter
03:47
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I’m stuck here waiting for last call
Can’t go home
It’s so frustrating, the withdrawal
Methanol
Can’t seem to put the bottle down
Words sink in like starving hounds
Forever cannot last like this
We shot the ducks
Opened the gates
It’s so annoying to wake up
And throw up
I can’t remember, we break up?
I wash up
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Sienna
04:28
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There’s a rumble in my voice
Through the years I’ve gotten hoarse
I’m your tired devotee
Don’t leave me
Let’s go home
I may be prostrated but I am motivated
Drop your phone
I can’t carry your weight anymore
Stick together in your sweat
We learn songs from the cassette
I can light your cigarette
I am blind in my right eye
You yell at trucks as they pass by
Good bye
I’ll take you to hell's deepest fires
Three hundred fifty thousand miles
I trust in Erik Gleim
I’m not afraid to die
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Hearken Horse
02:56
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Benjamin
I’m sorry about your health
Harness wind
You ween us off of death
It’s so easy
To dream of how things ought to be
Pigeon think tank
You make me believe
If we drink, work
We may still achieve
I have your knuckles inscribed on my scalp
My dignity it flutters with your help
Hearken horse, you’re so naïve
Build windmills heart on your sleeve
Hearken horse, your death we’ll grieve
Broken body we’ll retrieve
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You Won't Feel A Thing
03:23
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As you push off the wall
Ready to fall again
I drift towards the sky
Moons twice its size
And you pull me away
It all turns to gray
Everything comes to an end
But there’s something inside
Waiting to die
All I can say
You Won’t Feel a Thing
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Dust
03:43
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It’s broken
Wide open
The cops are
Dystopian
I see it
Believe it
The future
I fear it
Where do we begin
To think about
This dreadful doubt
How will I decide
To speak my mind
My mouth is dry
I can’t stop
Pretending
That the world
Is ending
What good is
This yearning
We die
The world keeps turning
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Do You Really?
05:49
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Tape deck has been
Covered in ashes
Lean on poison
Porch light is lit
I feel like dying
Drain down the sofa
Exhale the courtship
Inhale the gin
October days
Never been so damn afraid
This county’s dry
I’m yours until the end of time
I want you for myself
Put my ego on the shelf
And ask you
Do you really want me?
For all eternity?
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