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St Rte 306
01:27
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My tank is on empty
There's no stations near
I think I'll walk
My tank is on empty
There's no stations near
I think I'll walk
My tank is on empty
There's no stations near
I think I'll walk
My tank is on empty
There's no stations near
I think I'll walk
My tank is on empty
There's no stations near
I think I'll walk
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2. |
Get Ur Fix
02:38
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3. |
Avion
05:03
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Piss-stained floorboards and faded paint
Melted icing from your cake
Kettle screaming out for two
Meeting one lonely youth
Walls descend to foggy grey
As the snow drifts to lay
Where we walked along the bricks
Left a soft and salty kiss
Room with only seats for one
Sheltered from the prying sun
Pictures never meant to hang
Memories never made to stay
They've gone away
I wake at night
You're by my side
Your hair, alive
I reach, you slide
I wake, the earth shaking in the night
Another albatross in flight
Through the window the sky screams
Hoisting steel and shuddering
And my mind leaves to go
Where the avion fly low
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4. |
Petal Pusher
03:24
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I've been thinking 'bout
Moving this down South
No more pedals to push
I'm switching to shoes
No more rubber sole blues
Finally looking, found
Somewhere to lay my head
When it gets tired
Everything gets so loud
No pillow quiets the crowd
Dodged her energy
It blew right through me
On a course from her mother before her
And her mother before that
Other people's lives look more interesting than mine
Can you give me just one minute of my own time
I got a lot to say
On the ribs of the ocean
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5. |
Lexapro
03:12
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6. |
I Need To Go
01:58
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7. |
Circles
03:58
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8. |
Hot It Feels
03:00
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9. |
That's the Truth
02:34
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10. |
Mexico
02:03
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I only go to Mexico
When the dead Beetles go
I'd never seen so many cars
As we crawled into the cab
I couldn't help it
I was falling in love
It's only you and everything
It's only you and everything
You emptied the bank account
Just to fill your arms
I'd never been so in love
When the cops came to take you away
I saw you in the cuffs
It's only you and everything
It's only you and everything
And the car radio sang
It's only you and everything
Fuck you, fuck you
It's only you and everything
Fuck you, fuck you
It's only you and everything
Look at me when I say
That you're shit, it's ok
And you lie through your teeth
And you lie when you speak
So fuck you and everything
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