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Southcott Flee The Scene

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Southcott. Flee The Scene. Red Lights And Rooftops. Southcott. Fugir de l'escena. Es lumina en vermell i teulades.
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Wake up, wake up, We cant keep sleeping on the job, Im watching my neck for knives, You plant beneath my jaw, And I cant open up my eyes, Youre far too

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Southcott. Flee The Scene. Lifeboats For High Hopes. Southcott. Fugir de l'escena. Per als bots salvavides High Hopes.
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My spine can be. The paino keyes, That your finger tips play. Wide eyed as the ships collide, Along the docks of the lower east side, And we're on this

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Southcott. Flee The Scene. The October Tradition. Southcott. Fugir de l'escena. La tradició d'octubre.
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This is fleeting, This sick, sickness I'm seaking. With tire tread tired eyes, A toothless smile, You'd love, to defile. Don't let me down. With my

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Southcott. Flee The Scene. Vengeance Isn't The Right Word. Southcott. Fugir de l'escena. La venjança no és la paraula correcta.
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so close while looking over my shoulder. Too many nights of being sober, Did it fade away? Because we just got older. So break down, And make a scene

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Southcott. Flee The Scene. We'll Take This Outside, 12.45. Southcott. Fugir de l'escena. Anem a aprofitar aquesta fora, 12.45.
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Well take your blue eyes, and give them red lines, and purple rings around them, well take all your clothes, make you walk home, from a town youve

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Southcott. Flee The Scene. We'll Take This Outside 1:17. Southcott. Fugir de l'escena. Anem a aprofitar aquesta fora 01:17.
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The moon is laughing to the beat, Of our shoes pounding on the street, As we flee the scene, Of your mockery, How does it feel to? Get the shit kicked

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Southcott. Flee The Scene. Sin City: Your Bed Sheets, My Legacy. Southcott. Fugir de l'escena. Sense City: les seves fulles de llit, el meu llegat.
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Ill be the sea to your vacation, A subtle vocation, But I handle it well, Ill be the summer to your dress, The one Id love best, If you didnt wear it

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Southcott. Flee The Scene. Where The Tabloids Won't Find Us. Southcott. Fugir de l'escena. On els tabloides no ens trobarà.
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We'll plan to meet, At your parent's residence. I'll let my love for lechery, Take over me, And all my actions, And all my words, But they so seldom

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Southcott. Flee The Scene. Friendly Fire. Southcott. Fugir de l'escena. Foc amic.
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Annonymus. This I promise. And I'd love to keep things like this. You'd rather watch us, From a distance. Than fake this. You'd rather not be... The