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Thursday - I Am The Killer
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Thursday - Standing On The Edge Of Summer
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Thursday - Between Rupture And Rapture
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Thursday - Biography Of A Nation
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Thursday - Cross Out The Eyes
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Thursday - Fast To The End
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Thursday - I1100
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Thursday - Ian Curtis
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Thursday - Running From The Rain
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Thursday - Signals Over The Air
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Thursday - The Worst Vow
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Thursday - This Side of Brightness
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Thursday - Turnpike Divide
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Thursday - Understanding In A Car Crash
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Thursday - Wind Up
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Thursday - A Darker Forest
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Thursday - A Good Song
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Thursday - Beyond The Visible Spectrum
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Thursday - Counting 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
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Thursday - Even The Sand Is Made Of Sea Shells
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Thursday - How Long Is The Night
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Thursday - No Answers
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Thursday - Panic On The Streets Of Health Care City
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Thursday - Paris In Flames
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Thursday - Porcelain
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Thursday - Resuscitation Of A Dead Man
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Thursday - Subway Funeral
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Thursday - The Dream
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Thursday - The Equation
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Thursday - The World is Black and White
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Thursday - This Sadness Alone
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Thursday - Untitled 5
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Thursday - War All The Time
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Thursday - !1100
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Thursday - A Hole In The World
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Thursday - A Sketch For Time's Arrow
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Thursday - A0001
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Thursday - An Absurd And Unrealistic Dream Of Peace
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Thursday - Application For Release From The Dream
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Thursday - As He Climbed the Dark Mountain
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Thursday - Asleep In The Chapel
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Thursday - At This Velocity
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Thursday - Autobiography Of A Nation
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Thursday - Autumn Leaves Revisited
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Thursday - Circuits Of Fever
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Thursday - Common Existence
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Thursday - Concealer
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Thursday - Dead Songs
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Thursday - Division St.
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Thursday - Dying in New Brunswick
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Thursday - Evacuate
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Thursday - Even Fallen In Love
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Thursday - Fake Nostalgia
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Thursday - For The Workforce, Drowning
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Thursday - Friends In The Armed Forces
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Thursday - I Hope You're Alone
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Thursday - In Transmission
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Thursday - Into The Blinding Light
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Thursday - Jet Black New Year
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Thursday - Ladies And Gentlemen: My Brother, The Failure
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Thursday - Last Call
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Thursday - Love Has Led Us Astray
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Thursday - M.Sheppard
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Thursday - Magnets Caught In A Metal Heart
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Thursday - Marches And Maneuvers
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Thursday - Mass as Shadows
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Thursday - Mother Mary
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Thursday - Ny Batteri
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Thursday - Past and Future Ruins
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Thursday - Shut Your Mouth
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Thursday - Sparks Against The Sun
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Thursday - Steps Ascending
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Thursday - Streaks in the Sky
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Thursday - Sugar In The Sacrament
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Thursday - Taking Inventory of a Frozen Lake
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Thursday - Telegraph Avenue Kiss
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Thursday - The Dotted Line
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Thursday - The Lovesong Writer
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Thursday - The Other Side Of The Crash
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Thursday - This Song Brought To You By A Falling Bomb
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Thursday - Tomorrow I'll Be You
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Thursday - Understanding (In A Car Crash)
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Thursday - Unintended Long Term Effects
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Thursday - Untitled 2
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Thursday - Voices On A String
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Thursday - We Will Overcome
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Thursday - Where the Circle Ends
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Thursday - You Were The Cancer
Dying in New Brunswick
Thursday
done to you.
And in the streets you walk.
You hide your face because they don't believe that it's true.
They say it doesn't happen that often.
But it's happening right now.
I'm writing you this letter to let you know I'm not alright.
And in this city the streets are paved with hate
And you cry yourself to sleep tonight.
And say "no, there aren't enough love songs in the
sky."
You counted down the days till you could say "Bye-bye,
city, bye-bye"
You're walking down on Union
You see the roads and know they're apart of you.
They say it doesn't happen that often
But it's happening right now.
I'm writing you a second time.
To let you know nothing here has changed.
The streets are still paved with hate.
So you can cry yourself to sleep tonight.
Will you look back on this night
As the day that ruined your life.
Will you look back on these city streets and say,
"Oh, God, where are you?"
In these city streets I hide my face.
I turn away when you look at me
And every night when I try and sleep.
I feel your hands all over my body.
You stripped away the street signs and shot out all the stop
lights.
If you smashed away all the building what would you have left?