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A Gentleman Caller `Cursive`

Your gentleman caller, Well, he's been calling on another He loves his forbidden fruit. And as it dribbles down his chin He cries, "baby, I've been drinking with some friends!

Into The Fold `Cursive`

The Sheperd: I can't say I've always been honest; you can't say I've done a disservice. The girl, she's just a child. She's got a lot to learn, and I'm helping out.

Once `Cursive`

Once a liar, always a liar. Once a cheater, always a cheater. Once a day you'll remember her death. Once you'll love but you'll love once too many. Just this once. Just this once.

So-So Gigolo `Cursive`

"You got a special gift, you can't just give it away for free." I don't give it up for free.

Ten Percent To the Ten Percent `Cursive`

You seemed like such a smart young man. And your Fathers got a lot of friends. We didn't bother to check your references. We're a successful company. With endless opportunity.

When Summer's Over Will We Dream Of Spring `Cursive`

> "When Summer's Over Will We Dream Of Spring" A safe position -- a back against the wall A simple shrug to shurg the questions off When there's no action, there's no reaction Curb the dead, avert the

The Casualty `Cursive`

The shoe is dropped, lungs explode Shards of words of a shattered voice And there's still a hole where the phone was thrown Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah... Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah...

The Martyr `Cursive`

And so it's begun This is year one The birth of a child in the form of a man Wrapped in towel Passed out on the floor These drunken hours -- graces deflowered Cast down by an angel She used to kiss

Butcher The Song `Cursive`

There's a time and a place, this is neither the time nor the place. "where do I fit in, in this jigsaw of a relationship? !? Why should I play the fall guy to your love?

The Game Of Who Needs Who The Worst `Cursive`

A little bit closer, I know you're not bashful There, now that's not so bad, is it? So what was that secret? What did that prick whisper to you?

Adapt `Cursive`

It's for a good cause... Now do what they ask. I am a good boy... I am a good boy... I am a good boy... I am a good boy... I am a good boy...

Bad Sects `Cursive`

Made every football game, never missed a social. Last week, a boy I taught theology Came back in town with a new ideology, And now those feelings-- I tucked away Threaten this sanctuary.

Fairytales Tell Tales `Cursive`

Ghosts passing through bedrooms unaware, A faint reflection on the barback's mirror, "Please dont be a stranger to me. Who are you if you're alone?"

Sink To The Beat `Cursive`

so transparent I disapear these words I lyrically defecate clint steps in to establish the beat upon songs I boldly claim to create this unique approach to start an EP intended to shock, create a

Making Friends And Acquaintances `Cursive`

We all hide a diary beneath some mattress And someone has slept in my bed Sometimes I get so naked I sing like a canary And I scream out what I shouldn't scream Some lies last a lifetime They keep

A Red So Deep `Cursive`

The setting Sun has eteched lines upon this face Shades of red of a furious defeat Are you satisfied tonight, oh, trader's wife?

A Career In Transcendence `Cursive`

congratulations you're a real major-leauger now the word around looks like you finally made it, boy is that your nest was too cozy mama must be so, so proud you're on your own now, boy and so we built

The Sunks `Cursive`

Surrender your furniture Push the television out the window Overmedicated, this must be the sunks If you can't understand the blues, you don't know much With much love for science and a youthful defiance

Flag And Family `Cursive`

Your daddy and my daddy had a drink at the bar Talking about what was best for me Without a name or a degree, Stubbornly holding onto you And you pulling away from me The best that they could say, For

Tempest `Cursive`

Wind blown A semi capsized in the storm Stranded The rains of June have cleansed it A baptism of sufferage Take two One man beneath a waning moon Still birth The abortive child of entropy Careening for

Sinner's Serenade `Cursive`

Oh God, no, Please don't tell her What I've done; I can hardly look at her Everything I love I hurt Oh God, yes, She is love, she is sex, But I used her for the game; A scapegoat to carry the blame For

Art Is Hard `Cursive`

pain It's getting too routine The crowds are catching on To the self-inflicted song Well, here we go again The art of acting weak Fall in love to fail To boost your cd sales And that cd sells Yeah, what a

Retreat! `Cursive`

They checked the mosque and the chapel-- nope, not there Since you've been away on holiday, the natives are all nightmares Since you've been away on holiday, I daydream you'll disappear You keep us on a

Absence Makes The Day Go Longer `Cursive`

"Please hang my raincoat I guess that I'll stay a while While I wait on the return It seems the distance you've made Has since lost its meaning Meanwhile, I've meant to ration my thoughts To help

Big Bang `Cursive`

Before we ever saw straight, we were grasping at straws A debate was born, picket lines were drawn There was this big bang once, now we're learning to use our thumbs We need a purpose in life, a survival

The Night I Lost The Will To Fight `Cursive`

I need a catalyst, to rekindle the flame That once burned within these fists where defeat remains The night has fallen down the staircase...

Mothership, Mothership, Do You Read Me? `Cursive`

> your navel is yearning for an extension - a ghost limb it cant detach from mothers loving grasp your starving - its burning for the nutrient it cant have were all cut off alone and lost calling

Break In The New Year `Cursive`

New years ago We drank and danced and left our sour hearts behind We sweetened for a kiss -- The kiss of a new year to come But those days are gone We never got resolution -- it never comes All the best

Proposals `Cursive`

We are proposals in a cosmic nursery, and these massive stars, they're just little twinkles, if I can't possess them at such magnificence.

Rise Up! Rise Up! `Cursive`

dear preacher, thanks for making time for me today hope you don't mind if i hide behind the curtain it's been fifteen years since my last confession by your good book's standards, i've sinned like a champion