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The Lawrence Arms The Greatest Story Ever Told

the well went dry the blood thinned out i scrapped through a thousand layers of paint-like years the secret's in congested grins i'm trying to find places

animals do. What a great way to die, what a sad way to cry. You'll tell me "I Love You" and I'll know it's a lie. What a great way to die, what a sad

Telephone, telephone What did you scream into your telephone? Telephone! What did you scream into your telephone? Telephone! I'm a shit stain slave

like a limb. This is my exit. I storm out stage left. It'll feel like I left you so long ago. These arms will bleed. I'll be waiting. I'll be waiting

A million times a day I try to fail or fail to try. It's an easy way to live. It's a lifeless way to die. I used to hear "Son, you've got a lot to learn

The cistern burns with the sisters who learn that certainty burns with a fist the cyst of this growth is a hope (against hope) that I loathe, and steel

Passive, Aggressive, Confessing, Repressive Structurally uncertain, transparent, transgressive i've stumbled into something and i don't know what it

like a limb. This is my exit. I storm out stage left. It'll feel like I left you so long ago. These arms will bleed. I'll be waiting. I'll be waiting

consider confrontations this is a shy and quiet morning the sleeping dogs awoke last night the thunder scares them, stiff eyed exercise (your exorcisms