| 1. Coretta Scott - Fashionably Depressed |
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At a phone the girl is cursing fingers waving a cigarette Jealous of the drag she is nursing to be touching her lips to be touching her lips Concrete...
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| 2. Coretta Scott - The Stairs Hit Hard |
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Rose my hand an itch to satisfy but my hand had changed shape into a knife Abigail in a dream with a sheath coming to save me Don't cry for me...
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| 3. Coretta Scott - Miss Attention, May I Introduce Mr. Naive? |
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When sober is your new drug I'll be that cut festering Beneath your clothes do blood and tears make you feel less alone? in the garden where you...
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| 4. Coretta Scott - Bad Days |
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What would I do if you asked me to choose The lesser of these two evils (Don't put this on me) A blade "stuck" as fitting to a word as I could figure...
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| 5. Coretta Scott - Poison Apple |
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I'm so on top You look in control I've never conquered mountains with strides to go I never fear and never sin the worst of you is the best of them...
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| 6. Coretta Scott - Strength In A Breath |
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Death be a liar Say that the morning will come soon And this dreary black cloud will soon be brushed away You sound shaky on the phone Where is he...
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| 7. Coretta Scott - Apologies In The Key Of F Minor |
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Dear precious, I write you. It's been a long time please spare me this emotional excess This won't hurt a bit, just the sting of a pin prick And out...
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| 8. Coretta Scott - Piano |
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I am black keys scattered and afraid sounds like our notes could never agree Perfectly ivory play me something happy The eyes that trace cedar and...
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| 9. Coretta Scott - Broken Mirror (seven Years Bad Luck) |
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This time spent broken Holding out for sleep holding out for something special she says "god, we ruined special long ago" And there's gotta be...
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| 10. Coretta Scott - Jefferson St. |
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Mikey tell me something anything will do been driving around these tired streets for so long I find courage when you speak of what we're bound to...
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| 11. Coretta Scott - Selfish Animal |
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I've been clean for so long Clinging is a point of view Innocence I couldn't keep I bloody my hands at the taste of your body And in the morning...
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