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Sep 22
She said it's twenty seconds to last call

By the time I had considered that . . .

Skinny love always intimidated me

I always feared I was going to break a bone or something else

. . . but I never did .

I guess I kissed the girls and made them cry

now it is my turn

to turn the world .

I hear the loneliness knocking at the door

it's not Lanore or Annabell LeeΒ Β .

She turned to the hand of the night and told me ,
"God knows what is hiding in those weak and drunken hearts ."
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South-by-Southwest
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South-by-Southwest  74/M/Birmingham , Alabama
(74/M/Birmingham , Alabama)   
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