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Kind Of Like Spitting

Top

All Else Failed

Beat Down The Kid

Top

Little Time Bomb

One Bird. One Stone

Pick A Town, Find A Box, Live Alone

Top

Sex Ruins Everything

There It Goes, So It Goes

This Life, So Unlike The Last

Trials Of The Spiky Belt Collective

Valentine'S Day Is Over

1 - A

A Shaggy Dog Shames Its Owner

A - Au

A Thought From The Kitchen Floor

Afraid Of Crushes

All Else Failed

At Your Convenience

Be - Bo

Beat Down The Kid

Birds Of A Feather

B - C

Bubble Congress

Catch The Redeye Out Of Girlfriend

C - F

Crossover Potential

Do You Need Him Here To Say (Elsa)

Dostoyevsky Gets Mugged Outside A D

F - H

Fuck Liz Where Are You?

Ha - Ho

Haven'T Been To The Ocean Sense

Holding Patterns

I - L

I Know You Heard Me The First Time

If The Shoe Fits, Cut The Foot Off

I'Ve Realized That Things Aren'T Re

Lay Some Happiness On Me

L - N

Line And Sinker

Little Time Bomb

Maybe We Should Get Married

Now I Can Smile

O - P

Old Moon Meet New

On The Subject Of Her New Gold Star

One Bird. One Stone

Out Of Harm'S Way... Finally

Passing Through

P - R

Pick A Town, Find A Box, Live Alone

Please Don'T Let It End Like This

Please Don'T Sweat The Afterlife

Prairie Lullaby

Robi Point, Stars Above

R - S

Rowing A Dead Horse

Sex Ruins Everything

Shuffle, Kick, Hum A Tune

S - T

Something In The Air

Song For Annie'S Harmmonica

Staring At Your Toy Collection

The Last Time I Saw Richard

The - Thi

The Rest Is Up To You

The Short Story Long

The Thing About Distance (Redux)

The Thrill Of The Hunt

There It Goes, So It Goes

Th - Tw

This Lemonade Is Terrible

This Life, So Unlike The Last

To The Wall (Intermission)

Trials Of The Spiky Belt Collective

Two Violins, Which Are Meant To Rep

T - W

Tyco Racing Set And A Christmas Sto

Valentine'S Day Is Over

We Are Both Writers

We Got As Far As Minnesota

Well Fell All Over You

W - Y

When Your Heroes Hate You

Who Cares How Much?

Worker Bee #7348-F87904

Yes, You'Re Busted

Y

Young Fiction Writer

Your Favorite Actor

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Kind Of Like Spitting. 11:11. Type de cracher comme. 11:11.
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the premature adaptation of the got it made game plan. the heartless work of the red in her dress. alone has done some funny things to my friends. the

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Kind Of Like Spitting. A Shaggy Dog Shames Its Owner. Type de cracher comme. Un Shames Shaggy Dog Son propriétaire.
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My father was run out of this town, a coward and a drunk. And my mother tried desperately to clear the name for me. Even in death that guy still makes

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Kind Of Like Spitting. All Else Failed. Type de cracher comme. All Else Failed.
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There's a place in my heart that won't kiss you goodbye that can't accept the truth that things aren't working out as planned. its so hard to admit that

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Kind Of Like Spitting. 26 Is To Soon. Type de cracher comme. 26 est trop tôt.
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cradled in the arms of a dream, i sit on my bed and sing. tonight has given a new soul to the grave. i've screamed and crowed, but it won't let go.

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Kind Of Like Spitting. 1330 Oak 1995. Type de cracher comme. 1330 Chêne 1995.
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Look out into the freeway eyes of the party. Look out into the dark spring sky at the party. You'd rather be anywhere than with this guy at the party

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Kind Of Like Spitting. At Your Convenience. Type de cracher comme. A votre convenance.
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of here, through my window or through my door. I can say what you need to hear, but I don't think that I ought to anymore. Its not unnatural to feel like

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Kind Of Like Spitting. Aubergine. Type de cracher comme. Aubergine.
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'm no victim; broke is different from poor I'm still learning what my heart is for Overall it's overwhelming Feels like a punch every time I come home Hits like

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Kind Of Like Spitting. Bird On A Wire. Type de cracher comme. Bird On A Wire.
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Originally by Leonard Cohen] Like a bird on a wire, like a drunk at a midnight choir, I have tried in my way to be free. Like a fish on a hook, like

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Kind Of Like Spitting. B-Side Poetry. Type de cracher comme. B-Side Poésie.
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without you it feels all kind of worn. i loved you...more. i loved you. i loved you so much. you were the candle i wanted to touch, but just like

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Kind Of Like Spitting. Birds Of A Feather. Type de cracher comme. Birds Of A Feather.
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too. Only so much time, you can waste on me, there's only so much time you can waste on me. You feel fat and I feel ugly. Together we don't like anybody

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Kind Of Like Spitting. Born Beautiful. Type de cracher comme. Né Belle.
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They were both radiant, and far away Living on a diet of romance and faith 'Til history crept in and wouldn't leave them It's a classless kind of fate

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Kind Of Like Spitting. Blue Period. Type de cracher comme. Période bleue.
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dark, that it was just like suicide and that you really don't want to die but you've said it so many times. Like a musical trend you see it as a phase

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Kind Of Like Spitting. Boy Cries Wolf. Type de cracher comme. Boy Cries Wolf.
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It's happening again Sorry to say you're just in time when Comedy escapes me I smile I'm doing fine I don't want to scare you Like I've done in the past

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Kind Of Like Spitting. Bubble Congress. Type de cracher comme. Bubble congrès.
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, The end becomes the trailer when it's gone. Then our lives won't be based on facts, Just what we heard So we fold each other over like falling birds

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Kind Of Like Spitting. Catch the Redeye Out of Girlfriend Land. Type de cracher comme. Catch the Out Redeye de la Terre de Girlfriend.
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Saturday I could hand you your Saturday, I can send you a Saturday, I can be true to Saturday, I can walk out the side I can fly up towards those clouds

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Kind Of Like Spitting. Canaries. Type de cracher comme. Canaries.
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The street goes blurry like a movie that you saw once Minutes freeze but you can't collect the corners still She used to whisper you name like a refrain

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Kind Of Like Spitting. 43C. Type de cracher comme. 43C.
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A painting of my days Lived with restraint I draw pictures, send birthday presents Yes, I sleep alone, which is fine But soon, I'll need you 'Cause I can't last like

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Kind Of Like Spitting. Crossover Potential. Type de cracher comme. Potentiel Crossover.
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We like the music with the vocals mixed low We speak of songs as if no one else knows So unoriginal, our M.O. Until something better happens Until we

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