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The Road To Financial Stability `Cursive`

watching cars or will we be passed by will anyone stop for us be passed on the day passes away and we're alone the moment cracks along the sidewalk imagining what songs would be on our soundtrack maybe

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

The Recluse `Cursive`

The room is littered with her books and notebooks. I imagine what they say, like, 'shoo fly, don't bother me,' And I can hardly get myself out of her bed. For fear of never lying in this bed again.

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...

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 Radiator Hums `Cursive`

I threw out the phone to try to get through to you The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator This house is the hole that you could never fill With rose-blossomed bouquets, vanities and

Adapt `Cursive`

I want the rich boy... I want the rich boy But the rich boy, he doesn't want me... I like the pretty girls... I like the pretty girls But the pretty girls, they don't like me... Adapt... Adapt...

Into The Fold `Cursive`

Into the fold. If she knew what you do, the pristine routine to fool the rube. The gentle gentleman, the loathed Lothario. You feign you've changed your ways, but we know, yeah we know.

A Little Song And Dance `Cursive`

i sat around for hours on end before and end so clearly breathin to me i shall no longer play a part of your equation i missed your boat i swear you must have stayed off shore avoidance has been your trump

The Rhyme Scheme `Cursive`

words have no feeling meanings are meant for without loaded meanings words take too long to come across defining definitions we load them for effect it's cheap but it's working i could never please you

A Gentleman Caller `Cursive`

I'd never lie to you You say you want to get even? Yeah, you want to get Your bad man good? Well, are you in the mood? You bad girl! Does it feel good being bad? And getting worse?

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?

Semantics Of Sermon `Cursive`

Since I wrote this am I the culprit These useless wisdoms I dispense At your expense Picture postcards A three minute essay Some scribbled words to four line verse Meanwhile, we mean well We cannot

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

Rise Up! Rise Up! `Cursive`

skin a religion there's more than one way to explain our existence reverend, sir, i don't want to seem malevolent my teenage angst is far behind me but father, certainly it's troubling to see all these

The Lament Of Pretty Baby `Cursive`

I saw something I was not supposed to see A ghostly memory that keeps on haunting me (The kitchen door was open a crack, So naively we peeked inside) Oh, darling sister, have they hurt you, have they

Ten Percent To the Ten Percent `Cursive`

We didn't bother to check your references. We're a successful company. With endless opportunity. So why must you shit where you eat? It all started out in the warehouse.

Sink To The Beat `Cursive`

I'll try to make this perfectly clear I'm 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

Art Is Hard `Cursive`

Cut it out Your self-inflicted 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

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....

A Red So Deep `Cursive`

The furnace burns, the baby turns She cries when she's hungry The morning paper will knock the door To interrupt their slumbers Are you satisfied tonight, oh, trader's wife?

Bad Science `Cursive`

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 do the

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

The Great Decay `Cursive`

this is the bed that i have made this is the grave where i will lay i dont believe in wasting time these are the hands where i will bury my face searching for truth you never find nobody moves we

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

Making Friends And Acquaintances `Cursive`

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 our diaries hidden They don't let the

So-So Gigolo `Cursive`

If you've got the looks and if you've got the goods I suppose you could make it anywhere you want to get made And you want to get made My model agent says, "You gots to get paid!

The Game Of Who Needs Who The Worst `Cursive`

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

At Conception `Cursive`

Poor girl's been so heartsick ever since her boyfriend went to war.

Sierra `Cursive`

"In the desert, Where the cities are made of gold, There's a girl playing hopscotch with pink ribbon pigtails. And her mom calls out from an apartment balcony, ""Come on, baby! Your bath is ready!