16.7.07
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- I have the death sentence on twelve systems
- catch the spirit.
- and drill a tiny hole into your head
- je ne t'aime plus, mon amour
- a set of keys and a dusty suitcase
- days before you came, thunderbolts and lightning
- soixante-neuf, l'aneé erotique
- you were so right when you said I've been drinkin'
- fell out of bed, dragged a comb across my head
- just take it or leave it
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[Im]perfect Articles - mike & noah make a walking artgallery in chi-town. I own six of their shirts at last count.
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