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2004-01-29 - 9:43 a.m.

I don't usually quote lyrics but I love these songs and yeah............................................................................................................................................

"Three Peaches"

-Neutral Milk Hotel

So wake up run your lips across your fingers till you find

Some scent of yourself that you can hold up high

To remind yourself that you didn't die

On a day that was so crappy whole and happy you're alive

You're in the bathroom carving holiday designs into yourself

Hoping no one will find you but they found you

And they took you

And you somehow survived

So wake up and if the holidays don't hollow out your eyes

Then press yourself against whatever

You find to be beautiful and trembling with life

Because I'm so happy you didn't die

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"Glue"

-The Neutral Milk Hotel version cover of the Gerbils

she comes to me

whenever I am locked inside my room

burried in the tomb that i call love

she sings to me

the words i cannot hear

but then the melody so clear

it makes me cry

her love is so beautiful

her love is so real

it smells like glue

she's leaving me

to find a place she never will call home

i stand shaking like a stone

and smile inside

she's calling me

to come to her

and curl inside her womb

i hear lies (and) acid too

but i'm on time

the pain is so beautiful

the urge is so real

it smells like glue

and i will scream, she hears me

i will tell myself she loves me

and all the lies and fears

will stick to me like glue

.trip. - .fall. - .bounce. - .ashes ashes . - .we all. - .fall down.

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