I'm lost in the see-through.
Pane always needs a bath.
Between a want and a need to,
Butterscotch streetlamps mark my path.
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My country was of thee
Now why'd you have to leave
How'd this come to have to pass
Butterscotch streetlamps mark my path
Mark my path, mark my path down.
Mark my path, mark my path down.
Mark my path, mark my path down.
Mark my path, mark my path down.
1 | My Drug Buddy |
2 | The Outdoor Type |
3 | Outdoor Type |
4 | If I Could Talk ID Tell You |
5 | It's About Time |
6 | Waiting Around To Die |
7 | Half The Time |
8 | Stove |
9 | Layin Up With Linda |
10 | Ceiling Fan In My Spoon |