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When the Sun Appears, and the Moon Enters the Sight, the Whole Bloody World Hears My Deadly Song That I Have Sung and Sung Much and Wide
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3:30 |
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| 2 |
Your Life Is Just Another Piece of Fake History, Comprised of All the Rooms in This Bachelor Pad
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7:17 |
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I'm Not a Girl Who Cries Through Cut Veins, Spending My Whole Life Reconciled, Trying to Walk Away From Shame, Wearing This Ragtag Heart on My Sleeve
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5:27 |
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When It's Cloudy, the Sky Is Grey, and I'm in a Place I Wish You'd Be Gone From With Your Ashtray... If You'd Gone Out in the Rain as You Promised a Long Time Ago, I'd Take the Bottle and Dry It in the Bath With Your Independence
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7:35 |
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My Life Is Hard to Find as I'm Looking at a Picture in My Book of Love; My Life Is Hard to Find as My Heart Is in the Stars You Brought Down for Me
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6:00 |
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In the Center of the Room, I Come in Blind as Candles Burn Fast; I Have Heard It in the Past, a Tale About the Moon and a Dying Man; I Knew Well That It Was Just the Other Side of the Well; The Night Passed Away by Now and I Have Never Looked Into the Enigma of Its Cancerous Celestial Light Cells
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9:45 |
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With Nothing Left but the Past That I Would Not Want to Remember, All I Can Afford Is a Drink of Seeing Myself Like This; I Know I'm Tough Enough for You to Phone, but All I Can Find Is a Whale and Its Full of Noise, Just Like You and the Way Your Hands Are Tight Around My Slender Body
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7:27 |
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