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Woke in a ditch where the bitches grin to the sound of the present tense
How many sound checks can a man ignore before he turns into a shadow of himself?
I've got nothing left but an autograph and the strangest sense of doubt
I think the name belongs to me
But someone else is living with it
I am the least of your problems
But I don't mind
Fell on myself with the tender touch and the shame of the indiscreet
How many hand jobs can a man enjoy till he forms into a puddle at his feet?
I got things to say in a plastic voice that I learned on the way to hell
Again the point of missing you
No one else will do it for me
I am the least of your problems
But i don't mind
Draw it out as long as you can bear it
Fight it out
Fight it out
Fight it out the misery is glorious
- Album:
- The Peace & Truce of Future of the Left
- Love Songs For Our Husbands (EP)
- How To Stop Your Brain In an Accident
- Human Death
- The Plot Against Common Sense
- Polymers Are Forever (EP)
- Travels With Myself And Another
- Last Night I Saved Her From Vampires
- The Limits of Battleships
- If at&t drank tea what would bp do?
- Last Night I Saved Her from Vampires (Live)
- Curses!
- Curses
- Manchasm
- Man Vs. Melody
- 2012-12-13: Studio Paradiso, San Francisco, CA, USA
- Xtra Mile High Club, Vol. 4 - Great Hangs
- Xtra Mile High Club, Vol. 4
- The Plot Against Common Sense (Deluxe)
- Sheena Is a T-Shirt Salesman