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Jason McCue Jason is a T-rex, I think. HUMANS, released 13 August 2016 1. Ocean 2. Humans! 3. Obscene 4. Mature 5. Nothing 6. Similarities 7. King of the Lizards 8. Gorilla 9. Monkey Funeral 10. President 11. Tortoise Zipzoopzapzopzipzupzap This album is all about humans and animals. I hope you enjoy. Zipzoopzapzopzipzupzap -JasonPARSED CONTENT
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Includes high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. Paying supporters also get unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app. Everything sad will come untrue. Somewhere to come home to. Released May 8, 2016. All songs written, performed and recorded by Adam Black. Album artwork by Nicholas Stevenson. Each of us is prone to wander while we are here abroad.
Its raining outside the car windows and I can hear church bells. Ive Begun to Plant Flowers in Obscure Places Every Time I See a Dead Animal. Flowers for the Hidden Girls and All Who Haunt Us. Flowers for the Hidden Girls and All Who Haunt Us is a project I created to release music, poetry, photos, and films. Contact Flowers for the Hidden Girls and All Who Haunt Us.
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O nó de todas as lembranças. Espalhadas em todas as ciências. Há mais de mim ainda muito antes. E ainda muito depois do poente. Há mais de mim junto comigo. Por isso nunca estou só. Beiro os dias que me são. O vermelho tem mais brilho. Com um balde de pipoca. Não necessito de rimas,.