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1. |
| 4:11 | ||||
2. |
| 4:12 | ||||
3. |
| 4:46 | ||||
4. |
| 2:48 | ||||
to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
I’m counting back the number of the steps it took for me to get back on the wagon of the weekend I’ll use the autotimer to prove that I got home with my imagination if they find the body in the basement “in the very house that she was raised in!” I’m taking down the number of the Times so when we get the sign from god I’ll be the first to call them to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte) I’m taking back the number of the beast cause 6 is not a pretty number 8 or 3 are definitely better a is for the address on the letter to my alcoholic friends I’m trying hard not to be ashamed not to know the name of who is waking up beside me or the date, the season or the city but at least the ceilings very pretty and if you are holding it against me I’ll be on my best behavior taking shots for mother nature once my fist is in the cupboard love is never falling over should I choose a noble occupation if I did I’d only show up late and sick and they would stare at me with hatred plus my only natural talent’s wasted on my alcoholic friends my alcoholic friend |
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5. |
| 6:55 | ||||
6. |
| 3:37 | ||||
7. |
| 3:49 | ||||
8. |
| 4:40 | ||||
9. |
| 3:36 | ||||
10. |
| 2:55 | ||||
to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
Let’s get lost Fingers crossed It is an ordinary evening I am broadcasting are you receiving Sick sick sound All fall down It is a necessary evil Just like highway gas stations and people I remember golden days when all this was a mystery And you could write a letter then or god forbid come visit me And if you find yourself without me Can you find yourself without me Can you find yourself without me Can you find your self without me to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte) Hi i'm fine You are saying nothing but your tongue is getting blacker all the time It is a measurable feeling Seven on a scale from dead to breathing I've connected speakers to my suitors at the discotheques And they don't know the difference Are they men or are they memorex? And if you find yourself without me If you find yourself without me C'mon find yourself without me C'mon c'mon c'mon And take your listerine, listerine I remember golden days when all this was a mystery And you could write a letter then or god forbid come visit me I remember golden days when all this was a mystery And you could write a letter then or god forbid come visit me And if you find yourself without me If you find yourself without me C'mon find yourself without me C'mon c'mon c'mon And take your listerine, listerine, listerine |
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11. |
| 4:39 | ||||
12. |
| 4:35 | ||||
13. |
| 4:41 | ||||