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If
I
threw
my
broken
body
Let
it
shatter
on
the
rocks
Would
you
pick
up
all
my
imperfections
Keep
them
hidden
in
your
jewelry
box
Would
you
help
this
old
man
singing
Would
you
save
this
little
boy
Would
you
treat
me
like
a
baby
And
let
treat
you
like
his
toy
Is
this
it?
Honey
is
this
it?
This
is
it.
Would
you
break
me
like
a
prism
Would
you
see
my
different
sides
Would
you
separate
the
bright
ones
Hang
them
on
your
laundry
line
Would
you
help
this
tired
Abraham
It's
not
just
Isaac
that
is
crying
For
he
who
is
busy
loving
Is
both
living
and
is
also
dying
Is
this
it?
Honey
is
this
really
it?
This
is
it.
Would
you
know
me
like
a
doctor
Would
you
sing
me
like
a
hymn
Would
you
touch
me
like
a
bridesmaid
In
some
husband's
dirty
little
dream
When
these
defeated
lips
have
failed
me
Would
you
save
my
hungry
eyes
Would
you
milk
your
breasts
for
honey
Would
you
feed
me
all
your
pretty
lies
Is
this
it?
Honey
is
this
really
it?
It's
all
that
we've
been
praying
for
Honey
is
this
it?
It's
all
that
we've
been
waiting
for
It's
all
that
we've
been
praying
for
Is
this
it?
Honey
is
this
really
it?
Is
this
it?
Honey
is
this
really
it?
This
is
it.
1 Different Pulses
2 Setting Scalpels Free
3 Love It Or Leave It
4 Cyclamen
5 613
6 Thumbtacks in My Marrow
7 Conspiratory Visions Of Gomorrah
8 A Gun & A Choice
9 Turn
10 The Disciple
11 Is This It
12 A Gun & A Choice - Live Session
13 Everything Must Turn to Nothing - Live Session
14 Conspiratory Visions Of Gomorrah - Live Session
15 Thumbtacks In My Marrow - Live Session
16 Different Pulses - Live Session
17 Love It Or Leave It - Live Session
18 Is This It ? - Live Session
19 Reckoning Song - Live Session
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