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Hymnals For The Heathen - Cursive

"Night has draped its cape of stars Over our small town From the campus and the tavern To the chapel and infirmary We've seen their dreams We've found the goods The fables and folly Of the residents residing"

Warped The Wood Floors - Cursive

"When we were burning These stained walls would swell with passion Our sweat warped the wooden floorboards You'd kick out the nightlight And let the moon bleed through the window Draping over naked bodies We're"

The Semantics Of Sermon - Cursive

"since I wrote this am I the culprit these useless wisdoms I dispense at your expense picture postcards a three minute essay some scribbled words to four line verse meanwhile, we mean well we cannot escalate"

Sink To The Beat - Cursive

"I'll try to make this perfectly clear I'm so transparent I disappear these words I lyrically defecate upon songs I boldly claim to create Clint steps in to establish the beat 4/4 hip hop and you don't"

The Night I Lost The Will To Fight - Cursive

"I need a catalyst, to rekindle the flame That once burned within these fists where defeat remains The night has fallen down the staircase... I need a catalyst, to rekindle the flame That once burned"

The Game Of Who Needs Who The Worst - Cursive

"A little bit closer, I know you're not bashful There, now that's not so bad, is it? So what was that secret? What did that prick whisper to you? Was it playful and flirty Or degrading and dirty? I know"

Break In The New Year - Cursive

"New years ago We drank and danced and left our sour hearts behind We sweetened for a kiss -- The kiss of a new year to come But those days are gone We never got resolution -- it never comes All the best"

The Road To Financial Stability - Cursive

"Watching cars Will anyone stop for us? Or will we be passed by Be passed on The day passes away The moment cracks along the sidewalk And we're alone Imagining what songs would be on our soundtrack Maybe"

The Lament Of Pretty Baby - Cursive

"I saw something I was not supposed to see A ghostly memory that keeps on haunting me (The kitchen door was open a crack, So naively we peeked inside) Oh, darling sister, have they hurt you, have they"

And The Bit Just Chokes Them - Cursive

"Here's a new recruit With new confusion His racing thoughts should be (unmade) If he needs more time, give him more time We are (not in a prison) Here's your marriage vows It's a sweat ring around your"

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