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Boys Night Out - Waking
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Boys Night Out - (Just Once) Let's Do Something Different
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Boys Night Out - A Torrid Love Affair
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Boys Night Out - Apartment 4
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Boys Night Out - Apt #4
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Boys Night Out - Composing
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Boys Night Out - Disintegrating
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Boys Night Out - Dreaming
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Boys Night Out - Dying
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Boys Night Out - Fall For The Drinker
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Boys Night Out - Get Your Head Straight
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Boys Night Out - Healing
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Boys Night Out - Hey, Thanks!
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Boys Night Out - Hey,Thanks!
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Boys Night Out - Hold On Tightly, Let Go Lightly
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Boys Night Out - I Got Punched In The Nose For Sticking My Face In Other Peoples Business
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Boys Night Out - I Was The Devil For One Afternoon
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Boys Night Out - Introducing
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Boys Night Out - It Won't be Long
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Boys Night Out - It's Dylan, You Know The Drill
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Boys Night Out - Let Me Be Your Swear Word
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Boys Night Out - Medicating
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Boys Night Out - Purging
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Boys Night Out - Reason Ain't Our Long Suit
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Boys Night Out - Recovering
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Boys Night Out - Relapsing
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Boys Night Out - Sentencing
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Boys Night Out - Sketch Artist Composite
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Boys Night Out - Swift And Unforgiving
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Boys Night Out - The Anatomy Of The Journey
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Boys Night Out - The Fine Art Of Making It Out Alive
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Boys Night Out - The First Time It Shouldn't Taste Like Blood
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Boys Night Out - The Heirs Of Error
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Boys Night Out - The Only Honest Love Song
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Boys Night Out - The Only Honest Lovesong
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Boys Night Out - The Push and Pull
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Boys Night Out - The Subtleties That Make Mass Murderers Out Of Otherwise Decent Human Beings
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Boys Night Out - This Broken Killswitch
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Boys Night Out - Up With Me
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Boys Night Out - Victor Versus The Victim
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Boys Night Out - Walkaways
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Boys Night Out - Where We Breathe
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Boys Night Out - Yeah, No...I Know
Dying
Boys Night Out
Picture yourself in a nightmarish scene of such
grotesque complexity that you'd kill to be dreaming.
Your body's been dying, while your mind has been trying
to make you picture a life where you'd kill for your
lover and a song in your head. The deaths of countless
others simply set up the lyrics for your symphony.
That's where you'll find me.
[Speaking:]
something awful has happened here..this is,
this is so much worse than i ever could have imagined
i knew it all along that this man should not have been released
god, what's happened here, he's completely torn his entire apartment apart
the smell is overpowering, a pungent odor,
like rotten food or i don't know, possibly something worse
but there's something else that's almost overpowering
i think its a woman's perfume, oh no..no..
i found the patient he's lying on the floor in the center of the living room
completely naked, emaciated, deathly pale, it appears he hasn't eaten anything at all for weeks
the infection has spread up his arms, it must have reached his brain
there's bulging bright red veins all the way up from his wrist to his neck
there's empty bottles everywhere, of alcohol and medication
my god this smell is sickening
there's blood coming out of his mouth nose ears
he's not dead yet, but he's close
i failed, this is my fault
and somehow, he's smiling at me, i think he's whispering something,
no, not just whispering, i think he's singing......
[Background singing:]
Now, place your ear to my lips.
Trace these notes with your fingertips.
They dance alone on my last breath.
This is the end. This is death.
[Singing:]
the lines i wear around my wrist are there to prove that i exist
[20x]
(someone call an ambulance, because something's not right)
(the smell of her perfume struggles to cover everything)
we were inseparable
[6x]