brick
bijou i think i'm gonna be a bricklayer so i can put another brick in the wall. 010608
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sweetheart of the song tra bong Or drown slowly off the coast. And be heading nowhere. 010608
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enriquecito what's the difference, really? the weight of the bricks drowns, the force of the wall might as well be that of the sea floor. gloom! 010608
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~gez~ fell off a thirty story roof.
splat went his head, and know he is posted
in

www.rotten.com
021103
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ben folds 6 a.m.,
day after Christmas
I throw some clothes on in the dark
the smell of cold
car seat is freezing
the world is sleeping
I am
numb

up the stairs
to her apartment
she is balled up on the couch
her mom and dad
went down to Charlotte
they're not home to find us out

and we drive
now that I
have found someone
I'm feeling more alone
than I ever have before

she's a brick and I'm
drowning slowly
off the coast and I'm
headed nowhere
she's a brick and I'm
drowning slowly

they call her name
at 7:30
I pace around the parking lot
then I walk down
to buy her flowers
and sell some gifts that I got

can't you see,
it's not me you're dying for?
now she's feeling more alone
than she ever has before

she's a brick and I'm
drowning slowly
off the coast and I'm
headed nowhere
she's a brick and I'm
drowning slowly

as weeks went by
it showed that she was not fine
they told me, "Son, it's time
to tell the truth" and
she broke down
and I broke down
'cause I was tired...
of lying

driving back
to her apartment
for the moment we're alone
yeah, she's alone
and I'm alone
and now I know it

she's a brick and I'm
drowning slowly
off the coast and I'm
headed nowhere
she's a brick and I'm
drowning slowly
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blythemeteor my heart feels like a brick 040116
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xyz one of my earliest memories is of watching mr. rogers' neighborhood and learning how walls are made. 040117
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_bizun Brick is a friend of Flatworm.
http://republika.pl/bizun/strips/index.html
040810
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zenfishsticks he is afraid of his house because it is the site of his loss, a battlefield littered with the dying shapes of desire. he can do nothing other than rattle around, shaking his hands. he comes to sleep in my house, where i live surrounded and sustained by my own unfinished castles, since i am dependent on their inchoate forms that promise me a place to set down another brick, should i happen to find one. 050928
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Psst... psst... Get layed. 061204
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