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Still I only feel alive when the view is flashing, alarms going off in my head...
I want to grab you and just kiss you; maybe I should sit down. No sense in cashing us now.
Yeah, I only feel alright when the view is flashing, bombs going off in my head...
I want to grab you, want to scream at you, no icing me down. The party's crashing us now. The party's crashing us now.
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"The Party's Crashing Us," from of Montreal's Sunlandic Twins (2005)

 

Kevin Barnes

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