 | Burn the Maps (12 Titles) |
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By Frames, The body's not secure, and this crumbling apart, the truth will not
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By Frames, There's a point to all this dreaming To every man his
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By Frames, You're telling me I should forget you But why You're talking like
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By Frames, Did you fall on your way it's a long long
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By Frames, Come help me out I'm sick from the fight From inserting
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By Frames, Maybe its all we cant take I'm keeping this as a
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By Frames, Don't go outside tonight The locusts fill the sky And the devils
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By Frames, Leaving, but never far enough like a ship caught in the
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By Frames, Maybe I should just move along But you know I'd draw
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By Frames, Come back, show your face, don't you see You're too good
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By Frames, Seven months in hiding Buried in the sand I lost my way,
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By Frames, Your will it drifts forever in the open air My head,
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By Frames, There's a bad bone inside of me All my troubles started
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By Frames, You must've fallen from the sky You must've shattered on the
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By Frames, I don't know you but I want you All the more
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By Frames, People all get ready 'Cause we're tearing down the stand Rebuild what's
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By Frames, My simple slant, this broken chant My human fate, my revelate Are
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By Frames, Breathing in the night There's nothing else I'm needing now The wind
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By Frames, And the light you gave You took when you were gone It's
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By Frames, Star, star teach me how to shine, shine Teach me so
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By Frames, Love has been the cause Of all this suffering And what has
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By Frames, If you come, come alone Please don't take anyone else 'Cause we're
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By Frames, I find it so hard to be true And all these
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By Frames, So if you want somethin' And you call, call, then I'll
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By Frames, Hand me down the picture Of you leaving unsaid I know how
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By Frames, There's an angel at my table And she broke her wings She's
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By Frames, You ain't got far to go Come down for the fiesta Come
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By Frames, Out of the darkness and into the cold Trying to take
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By Frames, The future takes us where it leads Our heads just go
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By Frames, The early bird he slips away And he lives to fly
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