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Ghosts In The Radio Pretty Girls Make Graves "It's on, and the ghosts In the radio are signing along And they go ohhhh No stars out, just the city light Well nothing feels as good as the night Can you heard them go ohhhh? Pretty Girls Make Graves The Smiths Upon the sand, upon the bay "There is a quick and easy way" you say Before you illustrate I'd rather state : "I'm not the man you think I am I'm not the man you think I am" And Sorrow's native The Grandmother Wolf Pretty Girls Make Graves Here's to you cause you take what you give Make no excuses for the way we live While we try to ignore and we try to pretend Our converstaion isn't so loaded When you're done competing We'll be waiting Selling The Wind Pretty Girls Make Graves We have so far sailed maelstroms Through the tempest light This man-o-war Spills forth with silks, spices & wines Not limerick's dungeons, 18 months could kill my fervor for sea hunt All herring lassies The Teeth Collector Pretty Girls Make Graves I'm unfolding little scraps of paper I'm dotting 'I's' and crossing 'T's' Like a ghost, you were the gardener That snuck in and planted seed Decay, your words acidic taste I'm unfolding little scraps of Smooth Smooth Reel Around The Fountain You've Got Everything Now Miserable Lie Pretty Girls Make Graves The Hand That Rocks The Cradle Still Ill Hand In Glove Hatful Of Hollow Claire Matt Pond PA "Pray to the simple machines That do not rely on belief The softness of steam and of gears Their energy is surely pure The kindness of engines is not in you Claire you do it perfectly The water is all Pretty Girls Make Graves (2011 Remaster) The Smiths He will not smile for anyone And pretty girls make graves Oh... Pretty Girls Make Graves (2011 Remastered Ver.) The Smiths Upon the sand, upon the bay "There is a quick and easy way" you say Before you illustrate I'd rather state : "I'm not the man you think I am I'm not the man you think I am" And Sorrow's native son Pretty Girls Make Graves (Troy Tate Ver.) The Smiths son He will not smile for anyone And Pretty Girls Make Graves Oh... The New Romance Pretty Girls Make Graves It started in our basement It started in our bedroom Got it in the basement Got it in the bedroom Got it in the garage Got it in the on the rooftop Burns a fire inside my head It's revealing, fascinating Can't Say No (Lazy J Radio Edit) Conor Maynard for me back at home Shes got my engines turning, this happens every time I see a pretty girl and I wanna make her mine They send my rocket to the sky, I want them But should I go for them, Im Bullet Charm Pretty Girls Make Graves Sometime during the night The black sky turned to dawn And we covered our eyes Dizzy from being up all night You grabbed my hand We ran outside To the city not quite yet awake And looked through autumn The Nocturnal House Pretty Girls Make Graves Hot blood red You've got a hold right through my chest Alarm Let me catch my breath Magnetic (there's static in our skin) Magnetic I've waited for hours And now it's time for cake My mouth waters And my Parade Pretty Girls Make Graves Been meetin' in the back room Been gatherin' in the parking lot Been talkin' in the break room Of what we are doing with what we've got Been meetin' on the front lawn Been gatherin' in the parking lot Wildcat Pretty Girls Make Graves Violet It bleeds purple behind lucid eyes Negatives flash reverse of real life Promises made with India ink Bit your lip there's a flush in your cheeks Hold it Mercury pir of travelers and thieves Grant Something Bigger, Something Brighter Pretty Girls Make Graves close my eyes and swallow figure out that i am not blind or broken eared just need to disappear (to get up out of here) i know, by the look in your eyes its time to go we rub our legs like crickets Modern Day Emma Goldman Pretty Girls Make Graves "we were two girls who had it all made a team together left a trail of heartbreak in every town we had it all planned out every face another name on the list they'd know about us from miles around 1,2,3,4 3 Away Pretty Girls Make Graves Too often we sit back and take what life gives us Like holding a bad hand of cards Always folding instead of raising the stakes Never wanna bluff and go for it Afraid that you'll lose all you've got If You Hate Your Friends, You're Not Alone Pretty Girls Make Graves All along, you wanted to see me fail I'd never suspect you In the middle of the circle hiding your cover Does this city have enough air for both of us to breathe? A Certain Cemetery Pretty Girls Make Graves haven't aged at all But you, have a smile I haven't seen around Lately you're as dark as this town And I know it seems like nothing changes Days go by and we just age Well, killing time can feel so right In Domino Pretty Girls Make Graves Radar, radar, radar Searching for innocence Satisfied, satellite Where do I fit in? Holy Names Pretty Girls Make Graves Night time's our security The stars watch us like guardian angels Skeletons of lives to come Just frames to fill with living and dying Signatures in permanent We write our names like claiming a part of The Magic Hour Pretty Girls Make Graves Tigers, vipers Deadly is the strike Hidden out of sight Open up your eyes! Sad Girls Por Vida Pretty Girls Make Graves "Waiting, wondering, While trying to own up, if I find the words, Apologies are useless without An address to send them to Waiting, wondering, How long you could be missing from my life Without a clue All Medicated Geniuses Pretty Girls Make Graves There's the kid with the golden arm He admits to the forest fire That he started up from the lack of Something better going on There's the kid with the golden arm He admits to the forest fire That he started Pictures of a Night Scene Pretty Girls Make Graves I'm sorry I missed you I mean I'm sorry I miss you I didn't know you had in you Do you remember your way? By The Throat Pretty Girls Make Graves "Crowds of people, bodies brushing Mouths are moving, all white noise Glasses clinking, people screaming High hum, low buzz, no room to breathe They story's slow with no conclusion On and on the tape is Dead Pop Stars Altered Images Dead pop stars rotting in the studio Pretty bodies make the little girls scream Dead pop stars hear them on the radio Pretty bodies every little girls dream Hello, hello, I'm back again You can touch me This Is Our Emergency Pretty Girls Make Graves When you've finally throw up your hands Poured your heart out, yet nothing stands It seems out efforts are wasted But yet it hasn't been in vain Unfulfillment is killing you Seems like no one shares the