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Rosie Short for Rosemary
01:43
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Teddy's batting 406
No one's done it ever since
And if you trace the airway traffic
You'll see it nose-dives into the Atlantic
Read it over nice and slow
Hell's where the good guys go
I am a porcelain china doll
That you keep up in the attic crawl
You're afraid of society talks
Or of putting holes in my box
Pacified by ice
Bad girl gone nice
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2. |
That's So Reagan
02:26
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The leaves are falling
There's green on the ground
The trees come down and don't make a sound
The money is flowing where the rivers should be
Don't ask us why, we're just the 115th
So I'll meet you up on Capitol Hill
Where the pillars are gold
And the people are ill
I'll meet you up on Capitol Hill
Where the voices are silent
And the pockets are filled
Don't open the door
Don't let him in
'Cause business is people
And people are sin
Trickle down economics
Smoke in the tropics
When it all comes down
Does it matter who profits?
So I'll meet you up on Capitol Hill
Where the pillars are gold
And the people are ill
I'll meet you up on Capitol Hill
Where the voices are silent
And the pockets are filled
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Wander
03:42
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I try to find my way
I am lost and I
Don't know where to go
Cause you're what feels like home
But now I'm stuck with bones
And you won't answer your phone
While I wander and wonder
What live could have been
I sit here all by myself
Thinking of then
I cross my fingers and count to ten
Would you be there
You won't be there
I can't sleep cause my brain sucks
And I dream of
Fucked up shit I don't trust
Cause you're there and I'm
I'm still left with bones
Feel my heart being thrown
While I wander and wonder
What live could have been
I sit here all by myself
Thinking of then
I cross my fingers and count to ten
Would you be there
You won't be there
Would you be there
You won't be there
Please don't help me I'm okay
Wounds don't heal without some pain
I'm trying to find the words to say
Please don't help me I'm okay
Wounds don't heal without some pain
I'm trying to find the words to say
While I wander and wonder
What live could have been
I sit here all by myself
Thinking of then
I cross my fingers and count to ten
Would you be there
You won't be there
Would you be there
You won't be there
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To the Surface
02:57
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Wait, tell me this before you go
If you stay, how much longer can you know?
It's fake, but the blood it still does flow
And there's pain, so much greater than they know
Oh, and if you turn it around, turn it around
Right on its head
Then its face will show
Oh, and if you stare right into his eyes
They will cease to glow
But that's the way it goes...
Take one more chance before this slows
Hate, don't let it fill your soul
Late, but to the surface we will go
Make sure that he can finally show
Oh, and if you turn it around, turn it around
Right on its head
Then its face will show
Oh, and if you stare right into his eyes
They will cease to glow
But that's the way it goes...
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Got the letter last week
Guess you're better without me
I can't sleep
I got nothing...
I was the fool all along (x3)
You know nothing about me
Nothing about me
I can make you smile
I can make you weep
But you found someone new
A replacement to me
I was the fool all along (x3)
Now you're nothing without me
Nothing without me
What'd you want me to say?
You don't want me this way
Tried to be what you needed
But it was never enough
Why was I never enough?
I was the fool all along (x3)
Now you're nothing to me
Nothing to me
(a bunch of "la duh duh" type stuff)
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The Hildys Denton, Texas
The Hildys is an indie rock band from Denton, TX. Jeremiah wanted to call their genre "cave rock", but no one would know what that means. Frankly, I don't even think he knows what it means.
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