Teksty piosenek / K / Kind Of Like Spitting


  

  

  11:11

  1330 Oak 1995

  26 Is To Soon

  43C

  Afraid of Crushes

  All Else Failed

  A Shaggy Dog Shames Its Owner

  A Thought from the Kitchen Floor

  At Your Convenience

  Beat Down The Kid

  Birds Of A Feather

  Blue Period

  Born Beautiful

  Boy Cries Wolf

  B-Side Poetry

  Canaries

  Catch the Redeye Out of Girlfriend Land

  Cater

  Continent

  Crossover Potential

  Dostoyevsky Gets Mugged Outside A Donut Shop In Je

  Dostoyevsky Gets Mugged Outside A Donut Shop In Jersey

  Do You Need Him Here to Say (Elsa)

  Following Days

  Free Advice

  Fuck Liz Where Are You?

  Grenada

  Happy?

  Haven't Been To The Ocean Sense

  He Calls Me

  Hoax

  Hook

  I Know You Heard Me The First Time

  I've realized that things aren't really good or ba

  I've realized that things aren't really good or bad, at least it's better to avo

  I Want Out

  Little Time Bomb

  Maybe We Should Get Married

  Motor Boat

  Now I Can Smile

  Old Moon Meet New

  One Bird. One Stone

  On The Subject Of Her New Gold Star

  Out Of Harm's Way... Finally

  Passionate

  Pick A Town, Find A Box, Live Alone

  Please Don't Let it End Like This

  Please Don't Sweat the Afterlife

  Prairie Lullaby

  Robi Point, Stars Above

  Rowing a Dead Horse

  Scene

  Sex Ruins Everything

  Shuffle, Kick, Hum A Tune

  Slow Me Down

  Something in the Air

  Staring at Your Toy Collection

  The Last Time I Saw Richard

  There It Goes, So It Goes

  The Rest Is Up To You

  The Short Story Long

  This Lemonade is Terrible

  This Life, So Unlike The Last

  Timber

  Trials of the Spiky Belt Collective

  Two Violins, Which Are Meant To Represent The Fore

  Two Violins, Which Are Meant To Represent The Forest

  Tyco Racing Set and a Christmas Story Fifteen Time

  Tyco Racing Set And A Christmas Story Fifteen Time

  Tyco Racing Set And A Christmas Story Fifteen Times

  Tyco Racing Set and a Christmas Story Fifteen Times

  Untitled

  Valentine's Day is Over

  We are Both Writers

  We Got as Far as Minnesota

  When Your Heroes Hate You

  Who Cares How Much?

  Yes, You're Busted

  Young Fiction Writer

  Your Favorite Actor





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