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Tighten Tighten

from bends at the swimming hole by chorus house

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I took off my hand and threw it in the fan
I sold my plot of land with a widow in the drawer
I am trying to beat my eyes to sleep
Come as my loaf of bread
Come lie to me

I stood to hold these men's hands with bleeding palms
At the lawn at dawn
Come lawn at dawn

Slipping into places that no one dares call places
I'll stop dancing when the lady in red
puts her nerves into a slingshot at seagulls
I couldn't help but fall asleep
The crow clears its throat, i clear mine, we speak

it's almost impossible not to steal away someone

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from bends at the swimming hole, released September 20, 2011

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the bandcamp project (2010-2012)

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