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Some Red Handed Slight Of Hand - Cursive

"And now we proudly present Songs perverse and songs of lament A couple hymns of confession And songs that recognize our sick obsessions Sing along I'm on the ugly organ again Sing along I'm on the ugly"

Pivotal - Cursive

"Strung out on leaving One leg stretched for the curb The other one grounds itself against rebirth So the swallows will stay in the barn The finches left a long time ago The fall must be oh so close I"

Enter sandman - Cursive

"I've been waiting for your call.Pacing in my room.My heart I pinned on your sleeve.I'll trip and fall, impending doom.Twenty minutes before this leaves.I cannot feel; my skin is burning.My heart is drowning"

Excerpts From Various Notes Strewn ... - Cursive

"Why I should leave:no-why I'm leaving you for him..well, let's see here:well, let's see; where should I begin? Every night you get annihilated with all your friends, and every night I drink alone until"

Sierra - Cursive

"In the desert, where the cities are made of gold, there's a girl playing hopscotch with pink ribbon pigtails. And her mom calls out from an apartment balcony, "Come on, baby! Your bath is ready! It's almost"

Driftwood: A Fairy Tale - Cursive

"He swam steadily for most of the day. Suddenly he found himself approaching an enormous floating cavern. Could it be an island? Pinocchio looked closer and he saw two huge rows of sharp, yellow teeth"

A Career In Transcendence - Cursive

"Congratulations Looks like you've finally made it, boy You're a real major-leaguer now Mama must be so, so, so proud The word around Is that your nest was too cozy Well, some words are like bricks And"

Pulse - Cursive

"i'll never go back there don't make me go back there... now that god is an athiest finally i can sleep at night in a hotel room with holes in the curtains i shivered as she slid up my leg she could convince"

Target Group - Cursive

"There's no use going to Des Moines I heard it's just like here I guess it's just like everywhere As for us, I guess we're not immune Look at our same plain face Still I assume this subject identity Shared"

May Flowers - Cursive

"I colored this picture for you. A little girl crying in her room. Her mom's just outside the door holding her head. And her brother's outside shooting hoops. Yeah, you can see him past her windowsill,"

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