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Thursday - A Hole In The World
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Thursday - Evacuate
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Thursday - Cross Out The Eyes
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Thursday - Friends In The Armed Forces
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Thursday - Magnets Caught In A Metal Heart
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Thursday - Porcelain
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Thursday - Resuscitation Of A Dead Man
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Thursday - Standing On The Edge Of Summer
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Thursday - War All The Time
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Thursday - A0001
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Thursday - At This Velocity
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Thursday - Autumn Leaves Revisited
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Thursday - Between Rupture And Rapture
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Thursday - Concealer
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Thursday - Counting 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
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Thursday - Division St.
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Thursday - Even Fallen In Love
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Thursday - Even The Sand Is Made Of Sea Shells
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Thursday - For The Workforce, Drowning
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Thursday - I Hope You're Alone
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Thursday - Ian Curtis
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Thursday - Into The Blinding Light
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Thursday - Last Call
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Thursday - Marches And Maneuvers
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Thursday - Mass as Shadows
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Thursday - Mother Mary
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Thursday - Ny Batteri
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Thursday - Panic On The Streets Of Health Care City
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Thursday - Past and Future Ruins
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Thursday - Running From The Rain
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Thursday - Sparks Against The Sun
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Thursday - Steps Ascending
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Thursday - Sugar In The Sacrament
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Thursday - Telegraph Avenue Kiss
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Thursday - The Lovesong Writer
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Thursday - The World is Black and White
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Thursday - This Side of Brightness
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Thursday - Understanding In A Car Crash
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Thursday - Unintended Long Term Effects
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Thursday - You Were The Cancer
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Thursday - !1100
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Thursday - A Darker Forest
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Thursday - A Good Song
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Thursday - A Sketch For Time's Arrow
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Thursday - An Absurd And Unrealistic Dream Of Peace
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Thursday - Application For Release From The Dream
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Thursday - As He Climbed the Dark Mountain
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Thursday - Asleep In The Chapel
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Thursday - Autobiography Of A Nation
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Thursday - Beyond The Visible Spectrum
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Thursday - Biography Of A Nation
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Thursday - Circuits Of Fever
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Thursday - Common Existence
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Thursday - Dead Songs
- 55
Thursday - Dying in New Brunswick
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Thursday - Fake Nostalgia
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Thursday - Fast To The End
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Thursday - How Long Is The Night
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Thursday - I Am The Killer
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Thursday - I1100
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Thursday - In Transmission
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Thursday - Jet Black New Year
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Thursday - Ladies And Gentlemen: My Brother, The Failure
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Thursday - Love Has Led Us Astray
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Thursday - M.Sheppard
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Thursday - No Answers
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Thursday - Paris In Flames
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Thursday - Shut Your Mouth
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Thursday - Signals Over The Air
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Thursday - Streaks in the Sky
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Thursday - Subway Funeral
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Thursday - Taking Inventory of a Frozen Lake
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Thursday - The Dotted Line
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Thursday - The Dream
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Thursday - The Equation
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Thursday - The Other Side Of The Crash
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Thursday - The Worst Vow
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Thursday - This Sadness Alone
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Thursday - This Song Brought To You By A Falling Bomb
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Thursday - Tomorrow I'll Be You
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Thursday - Turnpike Divide
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Thursday - Understanding (In A Car Crash)
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Thursday - Untitled 2
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Thursday - Untitled 5
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Thursday - Voices On A String
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Thursday - We Will Overcome
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Thursday - Where the Circle Ends
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Thursday - Wind Up
Dying in New Brunswick
Thursday
done to you.
And in the streets you walk.
You hide your face because they don't believe that it's true.
They say it doesn't happen that often.
But it's happening right now.
I'm writing you this letter to let you know I'm not alright.
And in this city the streets are paved with hate
And you cry yourself to sleep tonight.
And say "no, there aren't enough love songs in the
sky."
You counted down the days till you could say "Bye-bye,
city, bye-bye"
You're walking down on Union
You see the roads and know they're apart of you.
They say it doesn't happen that often
But it's happening right now.
I'm writing you a second time.
To let you know nothing here has changed.
The streets are still paved with hate.
So you can cry yourself to sleep tonight.
Will you look back on this night
As the day that ruined your life.
Will you look back on these city streets and say,
"Oh, God, where are you?"
In these city streets I hide my face.
I turn away when you look at me
And every night when I try and sleep.
I feel your hands all over my body.
You stripped away the street signs and shot out all the stop
lights.
If you smashed away all the building what would you have left?