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cold days from the birdhouse
that summer, at home i had become the invisible boy
walking for two hours
last year's rain didn't fall quite so hard
talking with fireworks / here, it never snowed
mapped by what surrounded them
and she would darken the memory
i'm taking the train home
watching that chair painted yellow (b-side)
here it never snowed, afterwards it did
reflection of the television
i became a prostitute
seven years of letters
made to disappear
the room
that birthday present
floorboards under the bed
interrupted
the neighbours can't breathe
at the burnside
in the blackout (b-side)
throw yourself into the water again
alphabet
dead city
sick
don't move
nil
don't look at me
not sleeping
another bed
kill it in the morning
tell me when we're having fun (b-side)
there's a girl in the corner
last january
i could give you all that you don't want
it never was the same
drown so i can watch
in nowheres
nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave
pills i swallow
leave the house
sometimes i wished i could fall asleep