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Sea Lion
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Broken Wings
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Escape Artist
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Dance Monkey
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Crack Pipes
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The Buzz Kill
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Gunz Yo
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Crumble
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Inherited Scars
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Product Placement
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Climb Trees
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Bridle
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Agony in Her Body
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Voice Mail Bomb Threat
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Personal Journalist
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Jah Didn't Kill Johnny
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Slow Down Gandhi
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Lie Detector Test
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Ground Control
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Got Up This Morning
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The Best Of Times
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Different
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Makeshift Patriot
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Sun Vs. Moon
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Runaways
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Smoke And Mirrors
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Civil Obedience
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Message Sent
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Specialist
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Hopeless
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Good Fashion
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Waterline
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Eviction Notice
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Underground For Dummies
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Black Sweatshirt
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Clickety Clack
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Cup of Tea
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Black Out On White Night
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Keep Moving
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Little Houdini
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Hell Of A Year
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My Name Is Strange
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High Step
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Midgets and Giants
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Call Me Francois
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Growing Pains
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Hoofprints In The Sand
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Sun Vs Moon
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Going Back To Rehab
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Slow Man
It's been a hell of a year, but I'm mentally prepared
To do a dance around the next couple medical scares
I'm Fred Astaire with the metal wearing quickly off my tap shoes
So I step quietly, the way that cat's move
But I'm bear-like. My head trapped in dear lights
You can call me John, I'm writing letters to the dark side of the moon tonight
My lovely Jane, you went away but the pain stayed
So I'm sending you a package to the address where you traded names
I made no claims on the identity theft
I'm more concerned about the home with no amenities left
And it's already a mess. The dust piles like your junk mail
So I eat away depression and crush the scale
You find yourself on the opposite side of the spectrum
Emaciated on a strict diet of bed crumbs
Me? I choose to wallow and I'll just swim in my fat
You... refuse to swallow so I see ribs from the back
This isn't an attack, it's an admission of guilt
I'm living in the past, kissing your ass, sipping your milk
But it's all bone and curdle. I saw stones in a circle
Stood in the middle. Told myself riddles in a robe that's purple
The murder weapon was an icicle
Is that the reason why I'm standing in this puddle with my eyes so full?
I fight feelings like a war on drugs
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