sobriety chip: a constant sending and receiving of goodbyes
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The sky above us was the color of television tuned to a dead channel
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Sometimes I’m scared to close my eyes because I’m afraid I won’t open them
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One bite and they'll be hooked (split with and death shall be no more...)
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to put a face to a name |
Nightmare Blunt Rotation
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The State of the Scene (From Southern California to Scotland & South America) |
Our Friend's House ... Vol. 2 <3
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Moldy Pear Records Food Drive 2 |
those that fall will flourish again |
Moldy Pear Records Food Drive |
once bitten, twice shy |