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2013 Originals #1

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I would dance, oh, if I could I could move to the tune of you But I'm a little distracted Still counting on the bigger bets to settles The horses are back up in their stables we're barely now all coming down the crowd's thinning out They're kicking trash across the floor, through the door And O', my doe, you were quite alright, tonight I keep hearing things things I can't repeat Its your high heels Don't blame me The tapping on the pavement got me thinking you're leaving and your pearls were refined I just paid them no mind next to you can you blame me Your eyes pull like movies While I'm still finding a seat I stuck around, I held ground then it gave on out But you, you skipped town When the winds pushed you out
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bubblegum girl got a tongue for taffy taste bubblegum poppin' on her lips as she masticates she'll chew a pack a day as she never ate the dinner on her plate for the flavor she can't replace braces break from the gum she never spat out twisted teeth in a mangled amalgam mouth an imperfect smile that the school compiled for a yearbook photo warned of future frowns oh, Marienne... college-bound, with a heart for delinquent dates she'll think of them at night in the dark while she masturbates she's sneaking outside in the middle of the night and slipping underneath his sheets as he holds her tight cigarette mother with a backseat of bastard sons the father left town when she just turned 21 she'll smoke a pack a day with her kids inside no love in the house in which they now reside oh, Marienne... grey old lady in a hospital bed cancer in her lungs and a head filled with regret her sons don't come see the mother they resent for the apathetic, selfish life she always led oh, Marienne...
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Tear down the blinds This ain’t no place for you to run and hide Come Hold up your eyes I need to hear you say that you’re all right just say you’re all right carve up your life into simple shapes you can re-align don’t hold them close to a brighter light you might see that you see through the other side and you see the other side your body will shake like an autumn breeze and your head’s drilling holes in your heart and your eye’s filling up like a river or stream in your bed making friends with the dark I’ve got cold streets in mind Like the one’s you’d walk every Friday night They won’t seem so alive With one less face it by neon signs And you’ll miss that old life
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come on in and rest awhile your back must be broken from that desert mile a petrol tomb where the highway ends last known refuge for the living dead go on he's riding towards the break of dawn like some kind of jesus on an iron horse and one day he'll be back for us ever since scarecrow got a brain the every day has seemed mundane and nobody told tin man that you could break a heart and here on every avenue the bands march on to dead men's tunes to battlefields at post-war dawn, when everyone is gone they're gone come on in and rest your legs hide from the demons crowding up your head i know you wander eternally in search of safe haven or serenity go on you're fleeing towards the harvest moon like some kind of devil's chasing after you and one day he will catch up lion was off acting brave when he got himself shot in the head and dorothy can't stand her home now that everyone's moved on and here in every city port the ships sail on to foreign shores to graveyards kept on ocean floors waiting for their lords to rise up they come to hang you out and suck the life right out because wizard found himself some fools so he'll play god to their lonely souls while bones in every halfway home are waiting for their turn
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released April 6, 2013

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