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By The Shins, Untie me, I've said no vows
The train is getting way
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By The Shins, La la la la
Born to multiply or
Born to gaze into
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By The Shins, This goose is cooked, these tongues are tied,
Around the block
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By The Shins, Breathe, breathe in the air
Don't be afraid to care
Leave but
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By The Shins, They want trash
They want you batting a lash
I'll eat styes
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By The Shins, girl inform me all my senses warn me
your clever eyes
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By The Shins, The gutter may profess its love,
Then follow it with hesitation,
But
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By The Shins, Called to see
If your back was still aligned
And your sheets
Were
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By The Shins, Little boxes on the hillside
Little boxes made of ticky-tacky
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By The Shins, After that confrontation
You left me wringing my cold hands
We shared
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By The Shins, Gold teeth and a curse for this town were all
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By The Shins, "howdy, lem," my grandfather said with his eyes closed
wiping the
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By The Shins, Foals in winter coats
White girls of the north
File past
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By The Shins, Come up with me, love
We'll disappear in the evening light
Come
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By The Shins, Hurled to the center of the Earth again,
The place where
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By The Shins, Of all the churning random hearts
Under the sun
Eventually fading into
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By The Shins, An address to the golden door
I was strummin on a
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By The Shins, I've done myself an impossible crime,
Had to paint myself a
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By The Shins, tap on your cap
there's a whispering breeze in town
the
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By The Shins, When you were young and wise, scratching your letters in
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By The Shins, Eyeless in the morning sun you were
Pale and mild
A modern
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By The Shins, You can fake it for a while,
Bite your tongue and
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By The Shins, I've got a cupboard with cans of food
Filtered water, and
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By The Shins, When you're riding the rails with those wide open eyes,
Well,
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By The Shins, The gutter may profess its love
Then hollow in its
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By The Shins, you may notice certain things before you die.
mail them to
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By The Shins, One hand on this wily comet,Take a drink just to
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By The Shins, I think i'll go home and mull this over Before
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By The Shins, Just last night I woke from some unconscionable dreamAnd had
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By The Shins, One wound up punch of intuition Lays flat my whole