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The Flatliners - Fred's Got Slacks
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The Flatliners - Count Your Bruises
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The Flatliners - Mammals
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The Flatliners - Monumental
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The Flatliners - ...And The World Files For Chapter 11
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The Flatliners - Ashes Away
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The Flatliners - Bad News
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The Flatliners - Birds Of England
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The Flatliners - Bleed
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The Flatliners - Brilliant Resilience
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The Flatliners - Broken Bones
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The Flatliners - Broken Window
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The Flatliners - Burn Out Again
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The Flatliners - Bury Me
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The Flatliners - Calutron Girls
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The Flatliners - Carry The Banner
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The Flatliners - Caskets Full
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The Flatliners - Chameleon Skin
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The Flatliners - Christ Punchers
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The Flatliners - Crapshoot
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The Flatliners - Cut Your Teeth
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The Flatliners - Daggers
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The Flatliners - Dead Hands
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The Flatliners - Dick On a Power Trip
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The Flatliners - Disappointing Past
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The Flatliners - Do Or Die
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The Flatliners - Drown In Blood
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The Flatliners - Eulogy
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The Flatliners - Filthy Habits
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The Flatliners - Get Out Of My Face
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The Flatliners - Gullible
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The Flatliners - Hal Johnson Smokes Cigarettes
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The Flatliners - Hang My Head
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The Flatliners - He Was a Jazzman
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The Flatliners - Here Comes Treble
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The Flatliners - Hounds
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The Flatliners - Human Party Trick
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The Flatliners - I Am Abandoned
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The Flatliners - Indoors
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The Flatliners - Infinite Wisdom
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The Flatliners - July! August! Reno!
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The Flatliners - KHTDR
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The Flatliners - Liver Alone
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The Flatliners - Macoretta Boozer
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The Flatliners - Mastering The World's Smallest Violin
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The Flatliners - Meanwhile, In Hell...
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The Flatliners - Mother Teresa Chokeslams The World
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The Flatliners - My Hands Are Tied
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The Flatliners - New Years Resolutions
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The Flatliners - Nicotine Lips
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The Flatliners - Picking At My Brain
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The Flatliners - Public Service Announcement
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The Flatliners - Quality Television
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The Flatliners - Quitters
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The Flatliners - Resuscitation Of The Year
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The Flatliners - Run Like Hell
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The Flatliners - Scumpunch!
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The Flatliners - Sew My Mouth Shut
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The Flatliners - Shithawks
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The Flatliners - Sleep Your Life Away
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The Flatliners - Southwards
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The Flatliners - Spill Your Guts
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The Flatliners - Sticky Bastards
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The Flatliners - Straight American Slave
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The Flatliners - Sympathy Vote
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The Flatliners - Tail Feathers
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The Flatliners - The Calming Collection
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The Flatliners - There's a Problem
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The Flatliners - These Words Are Bullets
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The Flatliners - This Guy Reads From a Card
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The Flatliners - This Is Giving Up
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The Flatliners - This Repirator
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The Flatliners - Unconditional Love
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The Flatliners - What The Hell Happened To You?
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The Flatliners - You Guys Want One Of These?
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The Flatliners - Young Professionals
Fred's Got Slacks
The Flatliners
Where you find out what happens in the end
Man on the corner preaching, screaming the devil is coming!
And the earth will plummet to the ground again
I hope to death that no one knows and they don't find a way
To bullshit, cheat, lie, and steal
Then run away through the trenches and the streets
The famous alleyway
I've got a feeling that today is not my day
The facts have been stated, they're implausible
The cause of the week
Too heavy for a freak like me
Like me
Hit the brick running with the rhythm in your feet
And all your feelings in a fist
It's too much to resist when you're only 16
Waiting for the weekend train to come
Right outta here
6 strings to the wind and I'm gone
Head on collision with the barrel of our social forms gun
When the shells hit the ground, it's time to go home
Apathetic, were pathetic
It's easy to see
The fires ignited and the flames have gotten the best of me
Hands up, fists high
For everyone to see!
Were destructive, so disruptive
It's gotten to me
Lets hit the streets and show em what we mean
HEY!
We've got the heart and mind to mix in with the gasoline
Hopping along the border of whats rude and whats insane
It's the same as everyday
Everyday is the same
Still haven't found the answers to the questions I've been asking
And nothing strikes resemblance to the memory I remember
Those days, didn't they seem so long ago?
Free to go wherever we wanted
Free to say no
End of the line and were really wasting time
End of the like and theres no one left behind us
Hit the cobblestone road
Theres precision in the distance
Who gives a fuck if hes a metro-sexual?
I know you did, cause you're a hetero-molestico
Theres malice in the words that first seemed oh so comfortable
Finding a new way can be devastating to some
Look on the bright side, you're not the one toting a gun
You wipe your ass like everybody does
And ask for my reasons
Well I've got none
Hands up
Fists high
