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"Don't speak; don't breathe; don't ask for anything you need." Old models don't work anymore. |
CD: Spill
Label: Independent release
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What kind of cruel joke are you playing on us; what kind of cruel joke...are you making this up? Give us this flesh and eternal mind; give us this flesh and so little time... |
CD: Spill
Label: Independent release
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The closest I could ever come to writing a song that could be played in a baseball stadium. |
CD: Spill
Label: Independent release
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