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Judge by the Jacket
02:29
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you/read the last line/of a novel, i yell/"why?"/why do i care when/i used to too?/now i judge by the jacket/walk home empty-handed/you/told me/you could see us/at twenty-three/with no sense of adventure/ruining our bodies together
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Angel Light
03:54
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i always picture you in white/my mind distorts to pure/your willingness to fight/we're always sitting on the couch/watching syndicate sitcoms/but i'm watching your mouth/wondering/will it form/reassurance?/will it giggle when we dance/with your feet on my feet/and my heart in your hands?/i'd sing songs/that i never knew the words to/songs i heard you sing once/in your angel's voice/but mine is just a boy's/your hair is always down/it rests on your shoulders/like the first time i watched the light/turn you into an angel/turn you into an angel/turn you into an angel
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Pretty Like Poison
03:35
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it's raining like hell outside/it's no difference in here/there's no reason to believe/things will be better this year/the grey drips down the glass/like a painter's neglect/no longer concerned/with how it all will end/as the water turns to snow/suspended in the orange light/it's pretty like poison for another night/with a new life defined/by tears and beers/there's no reason to believe/things will be better this year
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Eliza
02:33
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i can't find/the syllables to combine/as we're slowly shuffled through this/door frame/a hastened step/pounds with regret/and the bitter cold lets me know/how weak i am/story's old/story's old/eliza/so work the runway tonight/pout your lips and bat your eyes/you know which shirt fits you just right/and i'll do what i always do/say you're the best i could ever find/but nothing ever feels as right/as i make it to feel in my mind
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Religion
02:21
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if i said "this is god."/would you tell me i'm wrong?/would you be able to tell me why?/i think you're confused/i admit i am too/that's why i don't even try./does the holy ghost/live inside of me?/or is it all a hoax?/oh, don't worry./cause there's no use/living in the future
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'49
02:21
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wander westward/dirt-filled pan in hand/there's nothing that their land/has to offer/the blinding shine/lures colder waters'/coastline dwellers/across since '49/stocked up on dreams/outlandish they may seem/we'll buy them out/and crawl begging at their feet/the grass may be/made of gold on the west coast/and their diamond studded thighs/may shine/not for you and i
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Standish Arms New York
Standish Arms began in 2004 and has since taken iterations from a solo recording project to a full-band indie-rock/pop affair. The band has crafted a diverse set of albums, ranging from bedroom folk to clever, infectious pop to loud, angular rock—all tied together with passionate, literate lyrics that manage to retain a sense of humor. ... more
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