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Oh, My Stars And Martyrs!

from Patron Saint Of Disappointment by Small Arms Dealer

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check the mirrors, lock the doors. put the pedal to the floor. to the coast or to the store. let's get the fuck out of here. boredom grows, cashflow don't. this town is a ghost, a sinking boat. one more candle, one more wish unfulfilled. one more door than before, one less reason to live. the truth is this, we're running for our lives. fighting fang and fist, our crime is simply choosing to exist. be it quick or slow, we're on death row. go! check the clock, time's running out. the fire's dying, put it out. spin the tires, back it out. let's get the fuck outta here. it's getting old, this getting old. let's hit the road, shrug off this heavy load. sometimes just standing still feels like some kinda hell. through sheer force of will, we will prevail. the truth is this, we're running for our lives. fighting fang and fist, we simply cannot refuse to exist. we'll use what we know, escape the hang man's rope

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from Patron Saint Of Disappointment, released August 25, 2007

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