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Nathanson Matt Other

In the light In the daylight it's all wrong To revel in your memory The smell of your body And the seconds that it kept me warm And I'm coming down

if i bent like you said was best, would that change a thing? if i spent myself... or what's left would you still leave me here? you're so sorry about

I'm wide awake and so alive ringing like a bell tell this is paradise not some place I fell 'cause I keep falling down I want to feel the car

Am I pretty enough for you Now that my ribs show through? With a little makeup I can look brand new But can I be prettyenough for you? Fill me with

Somewhere in between the beginning and the end September took the tourist and settled in for good You could hear the trains again Brooklyn girls in

some, would let it go to start again knowing now how all our best intentions never lit the world on fire lights, illuminate the exit signs and over the

so i wear you out... so who would've thought that you'd still be here now and i swore dear that i never wanted to be any better than your weakest moment

i've got bravery that shorts out on me i see superstars in common thieves and i see all you give up and i try to be as much everything you say it sounds

Sun, shines hot across your face you tell me every mans a liar or a theif and I could try to prove you wrong but we both know that I can't get to