| 1. Anterrabae - How Joey Got His Groove Back |
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I have written a tragedy down below where the pretty boys come to die. Although, I'm spitting phrases of nothing to save myself the embarrassment of...
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| 2. Anterrabae - Her Face Was A Study In Martyred Innocence |
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I'm sorry is never enough. I drifted into myself and rested her thoughts upon each face turned pale. She resented those light-hearted jokes so I...
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| 3. Anterrabae - Curfews, Alcohol, And Other Jealousy Related Incidents |
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Half past one and a dial tone to match. I've fooled sleep one too many times. This clock doesn't seem to move when I want, or should I say that time...
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| 4. Anterrabae - Ca Speech Goodbye |
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Night displaying the face of loyalty and my tiresome attractions were like blows to the knee. And its all the same when there is no chance that you...
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| 5. Anterrabae - Clever Shoplifting Tactics |
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Hey there anonymous, this doesn't concern you. Notice the expiration sly. Resignation imposed as I've been shedding the seconds and applying the...
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| 6. Anterrabae - Dressed To Thrill |
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We prefer to be categorized in sub genres. We opt for meticulous separation. My apologies for I haven't been myself lately. I am not at liberty to...
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| 7. Anterrabae - Engage Catch Phrase |
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You won't even hear me coming. Flattery honed like a radar detector. I've mastered the art of procrastination and I've come prepared for situations...
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| 8. Anterrabae - Empress Of One (anti-rock Revolution) |
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Why can't he see himself alone¦with each desperate grasp for love¦and daylight is all that seems to matter he once said. Yet the sun falls short of...
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| 9. Anterrabae - Ready Set Explode |
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I observed the little things: the swaying of scarves, the king of hearts' clever suicide attempt, a slowly decaying corpse sprinkled with shotgun...
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| 10. Anterrabae - Nevertheless She Was A Mess |
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Paranoia seeks its victims. This is bad news, for I've lost my head again. Even the faint at heart are babbling catch phrases. Oh god, someone deafen...
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| 11. Anterrabae - Mending Tones From Vowels And Frowns |
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The crowds are all alone, temperature set in stone, tempers are flailing because they have nobody, yet I don't care. Look alive. A nervous narcotic...
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| 12. Anterrabae - Etcetera |
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Lesson one: involves a slice of rye and a hand grenade. A reminder to what we once were, a mere glimpse as to all that we will become. Black...
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