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Sweet Misunderstood
04:11
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Oh, sweet misunderstood
Oh, sweet misunderstood
I don't hear you calling
I probably should
Oh, sweet misunderstood
Shadows on a screen
Shadows on a screen
I see you aching
But I don't know what you mean
Shadows on a screen
We've been here before
We've been here before
In the space between
The things we have words for
We've been here before
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2. |
Kill a Bird
05:10
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A broken sky erupts
the colors of the day to come
Cereal sugar bowl
my brother left me some
Everything is out there maybe
In the woods and trees
Maybe we'll make a dream
Maybe we'll dam the stream
Maybe we'll kill a bird
Totally nineteen eighty two
when I was five
Sad baby, don't tell momma
why you gotta cry
Everything is out there maybe
Nothing is settled
We hold a broken baby
We crush like petals
Maybe we'll kill a bird
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(Ben) Von Wildenhaus Seattle, Washington
Von Wildenhaus is from SEATTLE, WA. Billie Bloom, vocals. Ben von Wildenhaus, guitar, vocals. Caleb Thompson, acoustic guitar, vocals. Andru Creature, rhythm, contraption, Aaron Harmonson, bass, synth, recordings. Jon Sampson, saxophones, pianos.
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