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You! Me! Dancing!
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Death to Los Campesinos!
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My Year in Lists
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Drop It Doe Eyes
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Sweet Dreams, Sweet Cheeks
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Broken Heartbeats Sound Like Breakbeats
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Don't Tell Me to Do the Math(s)
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We Are All Accelerated Readers
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We Are Beautiful, We Are Doomed
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Knee Deep At ATP
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We Throw Parties, You Throw Knives
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By Your Hand
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There Are Listed Buildings
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Ways to Make It Through the Wall
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The Sea Is a Good Place to Think of the Future
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Romance Is Boring
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Miserabilia
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It Started With a Mixx
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Between an Erupting Earth and an Exploding Sky
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You'll Need Those Fingers for Crossing
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This Is How You Spell "hahaha, We Destroyed the Hopes and Dreams of a Generation of Faux-Romantics"
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In Medias Res
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The End of the Asterisk
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It's Never That Easy Though, Is It? (Song For The Other Kurt)
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Straight In At 101
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We've Got Your Back (Documented Minor Emotional Breakdown #2)
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All Your Kayfabe Friends
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Frontwards
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Songs About Your Girlfriend
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Documented Minor Emotional Breakdown #1
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Plan a
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200-102
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Hello Sadness
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A Heat Rash In the Shape of the Show Me State; or, Letters from Me to Charlotte
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Heart Swells/Pacific Daylight Time
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Who Fell Asleep In
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...And We Exhale And Roll Our Eyes In Unison
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This Is a Flag. There Is No Wind
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I Warned You: Do Not Make an Enemy of Me
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I Just Sighed. I Just Sighed, Just so You Know
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Clunk-Rewind-Clunk-Play-Clunk
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Heart Swells/100-1
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Coda: A Burn Scar In the Shape of the Sooner State
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... and We Exhale and Roll Our Eyes in Unison
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Avocado, Baby
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Life Is a Long Time
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2007, the Year Punk Broke (My Heart)
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What Death Leaves Behind
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Hate for the Island
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For Flotsam
By your hand is the only end I foresee
I have been dreaming, you've been dreaming about me
By your hand is the only end I foresee
I have been dreaming, you've been dreaming about me
I was sitting on my hands at the top-deck of the 178
Spitting cusses at my face reflected in the windscreen pane
Throwing insults and calling names
Filthy SMS's that you sent through the day
By sundown, become tame
So I set it in motion again
But fates a cruel mistress, girl, the prettiest in the world
She dresses loosely in a bathrobe with her hair up in curls
'Cause we were kissing for hours with her hands in my trousers
She could not contain herself, suggests we go back to her house
But here it comes, this is the crux, she vomits down my rental tux
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