| 41. Kevin Devine - No Time Flat |
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Your skin’s in my mouth But I’m thinking about thousands of things That don’t got your name So I’m distant and weird Stopping your all ears...
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| 42. Kevin Devine - A Flatline Blur |
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My friends are working on avoiding me So when we meet I keep my mouth real busy Talk out my nervous energy It never works I throw darts at the wall...
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| 43. Kevin Devine - Not Over You Yet |
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You were always cute But goddamn! you got hot Hot enough to streak the streets white with sunspots when you walk And I'm still obsessed with cowboys...
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| 44. Kevin Devine - Fingerprints And Photographs |
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I'm looking at you through a wine glass. i'm watching the light play games with your face. i'm tracing your mouth with my fingers. i'm trying to pick...
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| 45. Kevin Devine - Lullaby For A Snow-faced Girl |
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Sleep peacefully. like the way you look this morning. with faith in your eyes. and me in your hands. a whispered promise in your heart. lullaby for a...
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| 46. Kevin Devine - Whistling Dixie |
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We're a nation full of dumbbells Pulling nightshifts at the gym We're a nation full of bookworm girls Dumbing down to fall in love with them We're a...
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| 47. Kevin Devine - Me And My Friends |
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Me and my friends we don't encourage discipline or really much of anything. we do our drugs 'till we're lit up. tell ourselves that this is love. but...
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| 48. Kevin Devine - Protest Singer |
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I stopped today to see myself in subway glass and I was scared of the way I look now I knew the only thought behind my eyes please don't believe in...
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| 49. Kevin Devine - This Box Is Empty. |
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She's crossing out the details. and dusting off the picture frames, it's saturday. she's been waiting for the phone to ring. she's been waiting all...
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| 50. Kevin Devine - Wolf's Mouth |
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I got a wolf's mouth And it suits me I chew the sides out With my sharp teeth I cut my tongue up I make my gums bleed I scare the people That pay to...
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| 51. Kevin Devine - Noose Dressed Like A Necklace |
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A Cadillac drives down my street, A bead of sweat pouring slow down a palm line. I see a bumper sticker: it's a bearded man with a wanted sign A myth...
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