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these days i dwell on memories, blossom black and blue
so strange to whisper sweet nothings when nothing becomes untrue
pictures form inside my mind like nothing of another kind
piece together all the vectors from the basement where i'd hoped to die
every time i think i know
anything at all
i realize and see the lies
i told myself, and i fall
thought i'd die wanting to kiss you in a warehouse by the river
wrapped in blankets or a bodybag, night too dark and too tender
thought i'd die in a cold bed, i'd hoped to die alone
i researched bleach and learned some knots before he had to come home
thought i'd die frozen at night when winter's grasp had got me
tallest tower above the city, yearning was all that stopped me
thought i'd wanting to touch you walking deep in summer
she lasted longer than we expected, i'd never known anything kinder
every time i think i know
anything at all
i realize and see the lies
i told myself and i fall
and i fall
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December
04:44
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it rained all new year's eve
last night i sharpened my teeth
it hurt to breathe
it hurt to breathe
last year i got high with my friends
i knew how to make myself bend
it hurt to bleed
it hurt to bleed
it used to snow in december
i want to remember
i never want to forget you
it used to snow in december
i never knew, never knew
i always wanted to, always wanted to live like you
i live in hell, in hell
it's forever true, forever
it it used to snow in december
i want to remember
i never want to forget you
it used to snow in december
it used to snow in december
i used to think it was never
always felt much too tender
it used to snow in december
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Fraise
02:55
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grass is blue and brambles poison
traces every evil thing
turn to clouds but not out loud
turn to clouds
i play hooky on your day off
your voice echoes in my head
i'd let life crumble around me
fall to dust
just a few hours longer
i've never felt farther
just a few hours longer
i've never felt
fields are blue, poison's not evil
your voice is an antidote
under covers green as grass
shines too bright
memories sit at the bar and
hands are pressed into your face
warm and clear just like sweet water
keep it close
just a few hours longer
i've never felt farther
just a few hours longer
i've never felt
grass is blue and brambles poison
traces every evil thing
turn to clouds, but not out loud
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Atlantic City
04:27
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well they blew up the chicken man in philly last night
and they blew up his house too
down on the boardwalk they're getting ready for a fight
gonna see what them racket boys can do
now there's trouble bussing in from out of state
and the DA can't get no relief
gonna rumble down on the promenade
and the gambling commissioner's hanging on by the skin of his teeth
everything dies baby that's a fact
maybe everything that dies someday comes back
put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
and meet me tonight in atlantic city
now i got a job and tried to put my money away
but i got debts that no honest man can pay
so i drew what i had from the central trust
and i bought us two tickets on that coast city bus
everything dies baby that's a fact
maybe everything that dies someday comes back
put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
and meet me tonight in atlantic city
now our luck may have died and love may be cold
but with you forever i'll stay
now we're going to where the sand's turning to gold
so put on your stockings baby, because the night's getting cold
everything dies, baby that's a fact
but maybe everything that dies someday comes back
now i've been looking for a job but it's hard to find
down here it's just winners and losers and don't get caught on the wrong side of that line
i'm tired of coming out on that losing end
so honey last night i met this guy i'm gonna do a little favor for him
everything dies baby that's a fact
maybe everything that dies someday comes back
put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
and meet me tonight in atlantic city
meet me tonight in atlantic city
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Lace Curtains
04:50
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my mother cried
on the highway in new brunswick
hour nine
i followed white lines
learned how to hide
with dry eyes
with dry eyes
it was a house with lace curtains
it was a meadow and a field
do you remember my name?
it was a room with a bright light
it was a bed with gray sheets
do you remember my name?
do you remember my name?
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