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In The Eyes of Sailors We're All Saints

from Smiles From Next Year by Our Sunday Affairs

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My mind's full of minotaurs
Chasing me down these narrow halls
I am a civil war
I'm an ink blot stain
I'm days away

From where we want to be
Lying on my bed falling asleep
Back at my place, suburban New Jersey

We laid there like an open wound
You commissioned to his wrist
He couldn't handle when you said
"I'm just not feeling this."

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from Smiles From Next Year, track released October 1, 2010

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Four piece emo/indie made up of kids who shouldn't have ended up in a four piece emo/indie band but did anyways.

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