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July 31, 2010

and maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both live again


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July 30, 2010

stop crying to the ocean, stop worrying over me

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July 25, 2010

well, my kind's your kind

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hide your bad habits underneath the patio, patio

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she's a long one, such a long one

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July 24, 2010

wake up lying in a patch of four leaf clovers

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we were hiding from the rain, we were riding on the train

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July 22, 2010

and the ones that know you so well, are the ones that can swallow you whole



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