Fair to Midland
abigail
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If there's a nurse that takes your ears in rations,
Sets a plate to feed the stifled steel.
If there's a nurse that feeds your germ-soaked dinners,
On a tray of bones and orange peels.
For yourself, you'd crash a seret word.
For some love, you'd fall to break your neck.
For yourself, you'd crash a seret word.
For some love, you'd fall to break your neck.
For yourself
For yourself.
For yourself.
For some love, you'd fall to break your neck (For yourself).
For yourself, you'd crash a secret word. (For yourself).
- Album:
- The Machine Shop
- Arrows & Anchors
- Fables From a Mayfly
- Miscellaneous
- Inter.Funda.Stifle
- Escaping the Ordinary: Volume Three
- Season of Mist Classics Sampler
- Musical Chairs
- Arrows & Anchors (Deluxe Edition)
- Fables of a Mayfly - What I Tell You Three Times is True
- Fables From a Mayfly: What I Tell You Three Times is True
- Fables From a Mayfly: What I Tell You Three Times is True...
- SOE: Rising Stars From Worldwide Bars
- The Carbon Copy Silver Lining
- Promo Only: Modern Rock Radio, May 2007
- The Drawn and Quartered EP
- Vice CD, Volume 14: Number 6
- Gutterth Compilation One
- Alternative Times, Volume 83
- Alternative Times, Volume 89