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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

Adapt `Cursive`

Somebody has to keep waving the flag... Adapt (adapt)... Adapt (adapt)... Adapt, adapt, adapt (adapt)... Somebody has to keep justice intact, Somebody has to get stabbed in the back.

Staying Alive `Cursive`

"I've decided tonight I'm staying alive Just kicking and screaming I'm, I'm staying alive Blood boiling and streaming There are things Far to dark to comprehend Sleep on it one more night My sad old friend

Bad Science `Cursive`

Moms and dads break up their gangs Take away their rollerskates Give them algebra or trig Raisins, dates or figs But take away gingerbread and cake Every husband, every wife, every cop, every teacher Everybody

Sierra `Cursive`

And her mom calls out from an apartment balcony, ""Come on, baby! Your bath is ready! It's almost time for sleep!""

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.

Hymns For The Heathen `Cursive`

Night has draped it's cape of stars Over our small town From the campus and the tavern To the chapel and infirmary We've seen their dreams We found the guilt, the fables, and folly Of the residents

Into The Fold `Cursive`

She's got a lot to learn, and I'm helping out. Your deceit is under your wing, you won't let her go You know it's not appropriate-but all that hair...and porcelain.

Sink To The Beat `Cursive`

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 mystique a cheap strategy, a marketing scheme 4/4 hip hop and

Making Friends And Acquaintances `Cursive`

Loose-lipped secrets I've seen those birdies chirping Another promise perched on their fragile branches Cradle and all...

Dorothy Dreams Of Tornados `Cursive`

You said we'd leave next year Each year for thirteen years Each year, it gets harder to hear It's getting harder now just to stay in love And now our roots grow deep Beneath these barren streets I have

The Recluse `Cursive`

I wake alone- and pretend that I am finally home. The room is littered with her books and notebooks.

Rise Up! Rise Up! `Cursive`

i wasn't raised, to seize the day, but to work and worship 'cause "he that liveth and believeth" supposedly never dies rise up! rise up! and live a full life!

Ten Percent To the Ten Percent `Cursive`

And your Fathers got a lot of friends. We didn't bother to check your references. We're a successful company. With endless opportunity. So why must you shit where you eat?

Retreat! `Cursive`

They checked the shrine and the temple, but he wasn't there 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

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 Ugly Organist `Cursive`

And now, we proudly presentsongs perverse and songs of lamentA couple hymns of confession,and songs that recognize our sick obsessionsSing along i'm on the ugly organ againSing along I'm on the ugly organ

Northern Winds `Cursive`

northern winds came wistling through evergreens like trains one temper broods 'till a temperature breaks one hand will break what he other hand builds and blooms-smashing and tearing what we've worked

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 Radiator Hums `Cursive`

I can hold out much longer than you When it's steady I'm just acting out my roles When you're ready I'll be walking out that door And don't call me Pretty Baby anymore, Oh, foolish worker bee -- I'm

Some Red-Handed Sleight Of Hand `Cursive`

"And now we proudly present Songs perverse and songs of lament A couple hymns of confession And songs that recognize our sick obsessions Sing along, I'm on the ugly organ, again Sing along, I'm on the

The Casualty `Cursive`

The night has fallen down the staircase And I, for one, have felt its bruises Equilbrium; inebriated Our social graces have been displaced As we sink deeper into the drink The volume increases....

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

The Game Of Who Needs Who The Worst `Cursive`

Was it playful and flirty Or degrading and dirty? I know you like it both ways So -- what did he say?

Absence Makes The Day Go Longer `Cursive`

day As I wait, my joints slowly stiffen They're warning me that something is nearing Disaster Disaster Hailstorm Memories like fireflies A green hue of imagery But much too random to see clearly And

Big Bang `Cursive`

There was this big bang once, we've been sharpening up our teeth They say there was this big bang once, but the clergyman doesn't agree, oh no There was this big bang once, but it don't jive with Adam and

A Red So Deep `Cursive`

Crawling bar stools and touching the girls As you wash their smell from his clothes They shoot the horses when they're too old to race And so, my dear, is there room in bed for me?

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 One Februrary night, we screamed our agonies And I swear I tried to care I tried, I tried...

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