FF=66 Lyrics by Jawbox

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FF=66 Lyrics by Jawbox

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For Your Own Special Sweetheart by Jawbox

Breathe

A minute, a second A half-life, a minus A segment, a blinder Elective

FF=66

He invites the storm He lives by instinct With fears that are

Motorist

Taking division down to where I shouldn't be Turn pockets run

Reel

Listen - There is no use in trying to explain Listen - Is

Savory

Hey angel, consider your position Afraid to be consumed Savory Savory, your symp

Other JAWBOX Lyrics

A minute, a second A half-life, a minus A segment, a blinder Elective

Motorist Lyrics

Taking division down to where I shouldn't be Turn pockets run

Listen - There is no use in trying to explain Listen - Is

Hey angel, consider your position Afraid to be consumed Savory Savory, your symp

Absenter Lyrics

Entropy's in, embroidered on skin corrupt, latch-hook thin for show You're in

Capillary Life Lyrics

Stretched on this city's grid Sometimes I feel so well hid Pinned

Chinese Fork Tie Lyrics

Said you were 10 feet tall, yeah and bulletproof 10 feet tall,

Desert Sea Lyrics

Take me down to the desert sea I don't want to

Excandescent Lyrics

Tracing oil trails and streaks of black, serpentine, to certainties that

I don't want to talk I roll my red eyes back Closed

She walks forward over, over and backward Forward over and over

Mirrorful Lyrics

Blue-eyed bloody lullaby Less a lesson than an alibi Shot from only

Mule/Stall Lyrics

Old Mule by Arthur Smith (Spoken) Old mule, you're the son

Dreamless Lyrics

triggers fast, distracting rhythm playschecks and balances, the easy lifefinish

I've Got You Under My Skin Lyrics

I've got you under my skin I've got you deep in

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He invites the storm
He lives by instinct
With fears that are not fears
But prickles of ecstasy

This code is cracked
I don't expect whatever I spat out to stick
Awash in the signs, sick from the lack

Spliced in, spliced in
Second-hand words and screen for skin
Forcing out sounds, facing outside again

Deified and refined, blurring every line
Just want a way not to be what gets sold to me
FF=66 explains you're sick
Spins on the axis of promise and lick lack luck
Reveals all tricks

He invites the storm He lives by instinct With fears that are not fears But prickles of ecstasy This code is cracked I don't expect whatever I spat out to stick Awash in the signs, sick from the lack Spliced in, spliced in Second-hand words and screen for skin Forcing out sounds, facing outside again Deified and refined, blurring every line Just want a way not to be what gets sold to me FF=66 explains you're sick Spins on the axis of promise and lick lack luck Reveals all tricks

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