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story at three
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AFI
Art Of Drowning
Story At Three
Again and again they blend into one,
my father the morning pushes through moonlight love.
So what's sleep? Sleep.
I'm tired, so tired, but it seems that there's someone here with me.
We are the wakeful, wry, watchful.
We're awaiting.
Deathless ones.
A story at three with the shrillest of cries.
My mind fights with the sparkles in the corner of my eyes.
I hear the morning choir sing to me their elegy.
So beautiful.
They sing to me their elegy. Requiem.
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- All Hallows E.P.
- I Hope You Suffer (Single)
- Burials
- Crash Love
- I Heard A Voice: Live From Long Beach Arena
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- Decemberunderground
- Sing The Sorrow
- Art Of Drowning
- Black Sails In The Sunset
- Shut Your Mouth & Open Your Eyes
- Shut Your Mouth and Open Your Eyes
- Very Proud Of Ya
- Answer That And Stay Fashionable
- Behind The Times
- No Time To Kill
- Punk Fiction
- Bombing The Bay
- Black Sails
- White Offerings