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Liquid Courage
  • Liquid Courage
  • Pianos Become The Teeth
  • The Lack Long After
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On the day you died I cut my hair for the funeral
And on memorial day, I started drinking
Because it got kind of hard just sitting there thinking,
About mom all alone in that house 
And I’m too far away to do our lunch dates
She misses the regimen,
She misses the annoyances
The free time is bittersweet

Hiding
  • Hiding
  • Pianos Become the Teeth
  • Hiding - Single
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Pianos Become The Teeth - Hiding 

There’s no good in your eyes anymore,
and it makes you want to drive home, drunk and alone.
Curse the faces in the wheat,
drown yourself in the gold because you can’t let it go.
Makes you almost miss the smell of smoke in your clothes,
and it makes you want to wear the wool.