The Casket Lottery
leaving town
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Every time we talk you bring it up, and you get yourself down. but everytime you talk,
i wanna rush over and shut your mouth. cuz its these little things lately, sweep me off of my feet. knock me down for days with these little things.
everytime we talk you start to cry, as if i'm just about to leave.
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- Dot Dot Dash Something or Other Dot
- This Changes Everything
- Possiblies and Maybes
- Blessed/Cursed
- Small Brown Bike & The Casket Lottery
- 1999-12-05: Bloomington, IN, USA
- In Honor: A Compilation to Beat Cancer, Round #2
- Magnet New Music Sampler, Volume 24
- Smoke and Mirrors
- A Twenty Band Compilation
- Split
- The Door
- The Door - Single
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