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Sue Sutch Excellent harmonization of 2 voices that sound great together. Favorite track: Bathtub (cover).
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These Walls 04:14
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you said that you were sick and tired of everything around you, and all that you need are some shoes on your feet and I can run away with you i can run away with yoouou ooo oo ooo in your running shoes ooo oo ooo in your running shoes you said that I was freaking you out, but i don't know how. your mom tucked you in til you were seventeen but I could take good care of you, only if you want me to I could take good care of yououu ooo oo ooo in your running shoes ooo oo ooo in your running shoes you needed money so I started selling all my blood in a van down the street. it made me fall asleep, but now I can dream of you. maybe I can dream of you. I guess I can dream of youuou ooo oo ooo in your running shoes
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take my word for it- I'm not worth it. I ignore you all night and you don't deserve it. morning, bathtub, my skin soft and hot I was sure you were right but you're not. I contemplate my ruined fate Someone will hurt me so bad one day, and you'll resonate, I'll apologize or maybe I'll make the same mistake twice. I hide from phone calls under warm water Malice desists, no, it woefully recurs, and it plays like daytime TV shows I confuse you I tell you not to love me but I still kiss you when I want to and I lament. you're innocent but somehow the object of my discontent. And it's fucked up, I let you in even though I've seen what can happen. You make a tape receive it in the mail and I force myself busy, the diversion will prevail. And I swallow all my guilt with little pills and force my chin up and I only think about it in the morning in the bathtub
4.
Ghost Town 03:29
Your dark basement, down the stairs where we'd sleep so unaware of anything My eyes drifted to the dirt-caked stitches in your shirt. Did you want a change of clothes? you said no, I said ok. I said ok are you ok? You found solace here but I've grown restless, dear. The air is growing thin All these things that you hold so sacred, let them go Why so sentimental? is that alright? are you alright? well I know this town like the back of my hand, but I won't die here. i won't die here yeah I know this town like the back of my hand, but I won't die here no I can't die here no we won't die here we won't die here
5.
December 01:47
You count the nights i spend my days watching the sun pour Her rays down only to miss your face. You're married to December, oh you steam engine Running low on water but you're lookin for snow study the walls of this bathroom stall I'll smoke a camel or two but the smoke, it tastes just like you. I'll eat my bowl little blue cereal tastes like nothing I've known but tonight, I'm eating alone
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this frame of you i imagine is a mason jar of molasses so slow to pour what's been behind those gasses but what's been stored for months, i'm stickin to this frame of you i think of is a screen door portrait of fortune the latch holding it shut is at least a city away but the verses live only inches from your face here in this museum, our walls have space to make with i have hooks and lines to put up our best takes with the difference here between ours and other museums is that here, we can whisper through the walls this canvas of you i am making is a teenager's pocket of token and the penny arcade for clumsy games of charm but the start button's here at the end of my arm this canvas of you i am painting is all of shades of the ocean i can't find it in the color wheel anywhere but when i turn to you, that color stares here in this museum, our walls have space to make with i have hooks and lines to put up our best takes with the difference here between ours and other museums is that here, we can whisper through the walls is that here, we can whisper through the walls thiiiis movie of you i am screening cannot hang on any free wall it's stuck on the scene when i first saw you sing in that wall if it's bad you see me, the walls can have whispers

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released February 4, 2013

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t-rizzle swagford & sally butts aka babyface & crazyface

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