| 1. Comadre - The Trials! |
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It wasn't gravity, it was the witches. Make your fingers into pillars hold all the stomachs in this town, they can’t stomach anymore. The wood on...
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| 2. Comadre - Slangin' Rocks In The House Of God! |
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We could build a city in a single day, but in a couple of seconds we would try to bury our regrets. They dont make caskets like they used to, with...
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| 3. Comadre - Remind Me Never To Stick My Hand Out The Window Again! |
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They said we might not come back from this one, but who fuckin' cares, at least it will make us into humans. Shape my legs until they walk on order,...
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| 4. Comadre - Mess With The Best, Undress Like The Rest! |
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If I could better myself, I swear I would, I swear to god I’d fucking change myself but the five billion hands of the world are pulling me down. My...
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| 5. Comadre - City Slickers Part Six! |
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We were born without eyes and the sockets were just break proof safes, read these books and diaries, that's how they said we could start clean, but,...
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