I could cut my hands off now
Just to force this gale out of me
We could peel artichoke hearts and break our legs and dry out
Maybe if we could just talk about the weather
I have 300 bombs all in my head
I have 300 bombs all in my head
Just to force this gale out of me
We could peel artichoke hearts and break our legs and dry out
Maybe if we could just talk about the weather
I have 300 bombs all in my head
I have 300 bombs all in my head
I could cut my hands off now
Just to force this gale out of me
We could peel artichoke hearts and break our legs and dry out
Saturday we could come home and cut the phone lines
Saturday we could come home and cut the phone lines
Saturday we could come home and cut the phone lines
I could cut my hands off now
Just to find the skeleton of me
We could peel artichoke hearts and break our legs and dry out and dry out
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Holy Fire
Everything Not Saved Will Be Lost
Everything Not Saved Will Be Lost: Part 1
What Went Down
Total Life Forever
Antidotes