Losten by Glassjaw
Fraudulent miracles make miracles sink ships.
The rice paper princess (gets too for her flinches).
(Fuck you)
In the midst of the perfection,
rain on the parade
Me that's crowding day (the horns on the hood of the sait)
(Fuck you)
"But never the two shall meet,"
Said the tiger to its greatest fan.
"The amount of love you wish to give is more than I can stand".
"And now you leave me in defeat.
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