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Salt The Wound
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a slight burning sensation
a year in the suburbs
an era of revolution
better than this
breathless
carnal repercussions
cash on delivery
consequence
early mornings and late nights
elle ess dee
foot of the thrown
from my hands
gannon
gloves
hail the locusts
i swear the visine is for my allergies
jafar
kill the crown
mutations
peas and carrots
take a bow
the beginning
the cliff before the fall
the conformist
the end
the rape and pillage of spisville
to the top
we ll sleep until sunset
when people are shameless
why don t you have a seat
