Gray States

by Continental Breakfast

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I ought to be a polished man. Well, I thought you’d find it fair, but it’s all a waste.
You scent your hair so I held your waist. Oh, I thought you’d find that well, but it’s all the same.

I’ll engrave my mother’s words on this; this plot is bitter and crude.
May your hollow bones lay hands on someone who treats you the way I do

The streets turned cold, walking you home. Well, I thought you’d find it fair, but it’s all a waste.
Let’s go and cleave, dump all my deeds. Well, I hope you find this fair, cause its been the same.

I’ll engrave my mother’s words on this; this plot is bitter and crude.
May your hollow bones lay hands on someone who treats you the way I do

Maybe we’re meant to be alone

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released October 30, 2010
Darrin Higgins, Camilo Medina, and guest vocals from Genevieve Bell

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