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All the Right Friends
All the Way to Reno
Animal
At My Most Beautiful
Bad Day
Daysleeper
E-Bow The Letter
Electrolite
Everybody Hurts
Imitation of Life
Losing My Religion
Man On The Moon
Nightswimming
Orange Crush
Stand
The Great Beyond
The Sidewinder Sleeps Tonite
What's The Frequency, Kenneth?
E-Bow The Letter 
Look up. What do you see? All of you and all of me, fluorescent and starry, some of them they surprise. busride. I went to write this, 4 a.m., this letter. Fields of poppies, little pearls. All the boys and all the girls--sweet-toothed, each and every one a little scary. I said your name. I wore it like a badge of teenage film stars, hash bars, cherry mash and tin foil tiaras. Dreaming of Maria Callas, whoever she is. This fame thing, I don't get it. I wrapped my hand in plastic to try to look through it. Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves. I can take you far. This star thing, I don't get it. [I'll take you over. I'll take you there.] Aluminum, it tastes like fear. Adrenaline, it pulls us near. Will you live to 83? Will you ever welcome me, will you show me something that nobody else has seen? Smoke it, drink. Here comes the flood, anything to thin the blood. These corrosives do their magic slowly, and sweet. Phone, eat it, drink. Just another chink, cuts and dents they catch the light. Aluminum, the weakest link. I don't want to disappoint you. I'm not here to anoint you. I would lick your feet but is that the sickest move, I wear my own crown, and sadness, and sorrow, and who'd of thought tomorrow could be so strange? My loss. And here we go again. [I'll take you over. I'll take you there.] Aluminium, it tastes like fear. Adrenaline, it pulls us near. It tastes like fear. It pulls us near. Look up. What do you see? All of you and all of me, flourescent and starry, some of them they surprise. I can't look it in the eyes. Seconal, spanish fly, absinthe, kerosene, cherry-flavored neck and collar. I can smell the sorrow on your breath. The sweat, victory and sorrow. This smell thing, I got it. [I'll take you over. I'll take you there.] Aluminum, it tastes like fear. Adrenaline, it pulls us near. It tastes like fear. It pulls us near. It tastes like fear. It pulls us near.
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