Songs of the EVERY TIME-I-DIE

Floater – Every Time I Die

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We’ve been carrying on too long. I’m sorry, but I’m gone. I’ve got a bad reputation to think about. I’ve been dirty, I’ve been wrong. Maybe someday they’ll find

Here’s Lookin’ At You – Every Time I Die

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this is the last call before the credits roll. the charm of silver screen depression saturated in alcohol. it’s so seductive. filtered through tobacco haze. it’s so fucking intoxicating,

Inrihab – Every Time I Die

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I served him papers with a seal from the governor. the spoiler throwing voices, the vapors that they built this city on. but he don’t write much for me

The Logic Of Crocodiles – Every Time I Die

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i’ve acquired a genetically altered handshake capable of speeds up to 30 mph. hair arranged by the most advanced landscape surveillance operators our company can afford. i have a

Imitation Is The Sincerest Form Of Battery – Every Time I Die

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provisions are made, accommodations are met. your words are recoded in the bleak genetics of the mob. praise apocrypha-omitted offense, to relieve us of guilt but not of our

Ebolarama – Every Time I Die

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We’ve tricked the pigs into thinking that this auction is a pageant. In no time there will be makeup on our new set of cutlery. The livestock is star

Buffalo Gals – Every Time I Die

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the lions share is courting the teen one hand holds them back while the other is holding me. we don’t connect though we’re both disconnected. oh, oh yea we’re

Broadway – Every Time I Die

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and I’ll whistle the tune all the way to the gallows that I heard at the cabaret. At the sheriff’s signal, the orchestra moves the floor. Don’t it make

Kill The Music – Every Time I Die

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Dumb and pulsing we’ve become The bedroom door is an old black lung It’s arrhythmic Uninviting and pliable With the noble irreverence of shrapnel she came for us Bore

Hit Of The Search Party – Every Time I Die

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I want this ship cleaner than a hospital ward. A radical has polluted our ranks. Slouch into position men, this is a war. Set the traps. We’ll have that

Cities And Years – Every Time I Die

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we’re giving a knee jerk response to the awe. we come strapped to the bed, on display from the duty of tour. they picked up the signals we tapped

Romeo A Go-Go – Every Time I Die

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Listless but relieved, beaming like a newborn hostage. Orphaned by an ambulance. I got this new black eye just for you. Your hopeless romantic now helplessly rheumatic. Poets grinding

Pincushion – Every Time I Die

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i’m waiting with a frozen pulse. crawl into an empty womb, don’t raise these dead. they’ve found their god in soil. dry scab silhouette’s tell the secrets of sewn

Morphine Season – Every Time I Die

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lovesickness I’ve come to cherish bed sores and the salt in my own tears my beautiful affliction your kiss festers like a boil I find myself ugly in your

Champing At The Bit – Every Time I Die

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The crowd drew the blood Fawning swindlers There’s a shark in the stream where the newborns are baptized Who let the flatterer into the gallery on our sweet sixteen?

Leatherneck – Every Time I Die

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we traded distinction and praise for the tedious claim that we were wed in the trenches while college boys pine for loveless exchange. we carry the fragments from detonated

Prom Song – Every Time I Die

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please breath lies my blood’s not thick enough I can’t hear my heart beat when you shut up still waiting for last rites still waiting on a goodbye kiss

Gloom And How It Gets That Way – Every Time I Die

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What did you promise us about grinning in the rear view mirror without your fake teeth in? Keep your glass eye glued on the end of the highway up

Shallow Water Blackout – Every Time I Die

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told me it was chemistry why i behave like this. why i move in misdirected impulse and speak in scrambled clusters of white noise. traction is not a term

Easy Tiger – Every Time I Die

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How you gonna move on if you ain’t never had enough? Give the signal Advance the pill pushers Administer a change purse full of thorazine Show this girl a

Pretty Dirty – Every Time I Die

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It’s all but too much Nobody out there believes the obscene are reprieved Everybody get fed up My baby better get high, I’ve got something I need to confess

Bored Stiff – Every Time I Die

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I am wrong I said it I was wrong, I mean it Did it stick? Come down from there I know it’s hard to swallow, when your head is

Depressionista – Every Time I Die

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we came down, down, down from that high and now we’re looking for more. we’re bloodless now, and we are uninterrupted by the majesty of it all. we’re passed