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hemingway's whiskey
warm and smooth and mean
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hemingway's whiskey
warm and smooth and mean
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hemingway's whiskey warm and smooth and mean
even when it burns it will always finish clean
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hemingway's whiskey warm and smooth and mean
even when it burns it will always finish clean
i wanna play like i'm made of strings on wood
i wanna write it down like hemingway
like it's the last damn thing i'll ever say
i wanna play like i'm made of strings on wood
i wanna write it down like hemingway
like it's the last damn thing i'll ever say
today i got my call from ketchum idaho
from hemingway and railways and whiskey wine and snow
but if you've never been in pain before then i guess you wouldn't know
today i got my call from ketchum idaho
from hemingway and railways and whiskey wine and snow
but if you've never been in pain before then i guess you wouldn't know
i have more to say
than hemingway
lord knows
i have more to say
than hemingway
lord knows
die kehle zudrucken sollte
der eine mann war bill a. hemingway
seine freunde nannten ihn philosopher
die kehle zudrucken sollte
der eine mann war bill a. hemingway
seine freunde nannten ihn philosopher
the night's where we play
oh man hemingway mojito chaser
down where the streets get narrow
the night's where we play
oh man hemingway mojito chaser
down where the streets get narrow
in varying stages of sun-bleached and grey. i'm gonna sew them all together. i'm gonna fashion the bones into a frame. tie the flags on with string. stretched across until they're wings. i'm no closer to heaven. i clipped a bird with my car on the freeway. he won't see a burial and all week long i kept thinking of death
how me and hemingway share forehead scars. i won't meet the same fate that he did. in a world that i can't fix
with a hammer in my grip
in varying stages of sun-bleached and grey. i'm gonna sew them all together. i'm gonna fashion the bones into a frame. tie the flags on with string. stretched across until they're wings. i'm no closer to heaven. i clipped a bird with my car on the freeway. he won't see a burial and all week long i kept thinking of death
how me and hemingway share forehead scars. i won't meet the same fate that he did. in a world that i can't fix
with a hammer in my grip
these words
they're no hemingway
they don't have any value to any line
these words
they're no hemingway
they don't have any value to any line
how many angels can you fit upon a match?
i want to know why hemingway cracked
sometimes truth is stranger than fiction
how many angels can you fit upon a match?
i want to know why hemingway cracked
sometimes truth is stranger than fiction
back when our love was forever
hemingway
those were the days
back when our love was forever
hemingway
those were the days
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if i could write a book like hemingway
paint a masterpiece or two
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if i could write a book like hemingway
paint a masterpiece or two
but drink has drunk my days away
i tried to live like hemingway
but life just doesn't work that way
but drink has drunk my days away
i tried to live like hemingway
but life just doesn't work that way
people thought she was smart
she used to quote hemingway
trippin' on acid in the palisades
people thought she was smart
she used to quote hemingway
trippin' on acid in the palisades
promises whispered in the dark
we are hemingway in a dive bar
i love you in a dead language
promises whispered in the dark
we are hemingway in a dive bar
i love you in a dead language
mother mckenzie in the nightshade!
joshua resurrected hemingway!
penny
mother mckenzie in the nightshade!
joshua resurrected hemingway!
penny
nic tu po nich
stary czlowiek i morze" nie wierz hemingway`owi
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nic tu po nich
stary czlowiek i morze" nie wierz hemingway`owi
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go spend the night down in old havana
a new hemingway
baby
go spend the night down in old havana
a new hemingway
baby
when i wake to a silence and she's facing the wall
posters of dylan and of hemingway
an antique compass for a sailor's escape
when i wake to a silence and she's facing the wall
posters of dylan and of hemingway
an antique compass for a sailor's escape
what am i
hemingway?
she had the kind of body
what am i
hemingway?
she had the kind of body