Darling, I'm with St. Bernards And we were scouring the Alps and the Andes And if we die then it is on my head Follow pawprints in the snow to your throne, to my bed

who up going to brooklyn

Me In your back garden With my Walkman Tucked inside my forearm

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Dublin, thank you so much 🇮🇪 You were such a special audience, the energy and love in that room was truly palpable. I feel like we had nearly as much fun watching you sing and dance as you did us! 📷 romanos.l

LC! Dublin was peak i don't think it can be topped

can't believe i chose the mountain every time you chose the sea

She's turning me to God, no joke Mother, daughter, holy smoke!

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And all we got's the need to breed before we rot When all is said and all is lost When all is said and done

Capital don't care, we're eating at the trough

Not headstone, but headboard

Battery dies on your monthly call: Budget cut at your primary school Another family friend fell sick Gave the fascists a thousand ticks

I love Heat Rash in the Shape of the Show Me State; or, Letters from Me to Charlotte it's like one of if not my favourite song rn

The beats, yeah, they were coming out your speakers And were winding up straight in your sneakers

There's no need to remind me what Death leaves behind me

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You're trying not to be nervous If you are trying at all

She said, "Oh tell me darling, do you think we have a future" Well maybe kinda, pretty sure we've two between us

I hate the stench of coffee on your breath And i hate to feel its warmth against my neck

Sick Scenes record :3

(FOUR!) And I accept that it's time for change But not in places like this with people like these (FIVE! FIVE! FIVE! FIVE!)

(THREE!) And you must confess that at times like these Hopefulness is tantamount to hopelessness

(TWO!) Do not believe in the new year anymore

(ONE!) I declined, cause I decided that I

On your request, I compile a list Of my top 5 resolutions for this year

Picture him reading Karl Marx beside his parents' pool Facing ridicule, he bleated, "That doesn't make me rich, no way It's only outdoor and it isn't heated"

Because the trains don't run, Not on Christmas Day

Christmas Eve, torrential rain One single snowflake on this plain I held you in gloved hands And I'm not letting go

Before the ice gritters But after the drunks I tiptoe down the stairs To fill the stockings up

Believe me when I say, "I wouldn't have it any other way" White snow may turn to grey But Christmas sky is blue if us is me and you

sick today so i get to work on learning the Holly and the Ivy on guitar

Goodbye Courage, hello Sadness again

The students spilling out at the bus stop Are forcing me to walk on the street I move against the tide of the tourists I am lacking but they're looking replete

There, but for the grace of God We all go to hell in a handjob

"Good night, god bless," She said

Merry Christmas, I wish you were here

"Where's my daughter gone?" She moved six years ago

If you'll be mine for Christmas A doe to a deer Then I'll be home for Christmas And Home will be here

Christmas Eve, torrential rain One single snowflake on this plain I held you in gloved hands And I'm not letting go

And all you can hear is the sound of your own heart And all you can feel is your lungs flood and the blood course

New Year to November It's looking near, it lingers close Into December When Christmas comes, what's lurking goes

You're pouting in your sleep I'm waking still yawning We're proving to each other that romance is boring Sure there are things I could do If I was half prepared to Prove to each other that romance is boring

They promised they'd be best of friends from now until forever But both were far too needy not to fall for the other

yaaaaay Los Campesinos! !!!!

A piece of paper said "Write nice words about me here" Well, one hundred puppies would not have nothing on you They got nothing on me

Doe eyes, you're kidding yourself

i wish that you would kiss me 'til the point of paralysis

The story of the winter I forgot how to speak My mind was like a nation's flag but my breeze was too weak