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The Flatliners - Resuscitation Of The Year
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The Flatliners - Caskets Full
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The Flatliners - Count Your Bruises
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The Flatliners - Get Out Of My Face
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The Flatliners - Liver Alone
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The Flatliners - These Words Are Bullets
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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 - 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 - Fred's Got Slacks
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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 - Macoretta Boozer
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The Flatliners - Mammals
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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 - Monumental
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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 - 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 - 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
Run Like Hell
The Flatliners
We’re running out of time has always been breathing down our necks
So tonight we leave this town behind
A heart that slowly dies and a pair of blackened eyes
Have seen it all and killed some time
I regret to inform you all of my discontent
With the way in which things were sorted out
And my brittle hands can’t wrap around the way it could’ve been
A way to justify the means of our mistakes is to pull the trigger
Bleed. So slow is the world as the pendulum swings
I’ve heard it all before
It makes my ears bleed
Our wasted lives just sit here with a drink
And once it hits your lips it tastes so sweet
We could sit in dark basements and let our conversation
Drown out the sound on the movie screen
We could walk for and miles and never say a thing
You know a ghost can still fucking see everything
And the guilt is killing me
I can hardly breathe
The day you can hold these ruins in your hands
Is the day the devils stands, tips you his hat, and all the angles cry
As devastating as it may be
I walk these golden halls for living my heart
For living my heart
Yeah, you’ll never know
Your face was smiling when as it hit the ground
We’re running out of time was always breathing down our necks
