Текст песни Out - Baths
                                                Find 
                                                the 
                                                floor 
                                                in 
                                                all 
                                                exhuberance
 
                                    
                                
                                                Have 
                                                to 
                                                warm 
                                                up 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                feel 
                                                of 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                Often 
                                                meek 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                Nth 
                                                degree
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                the 
                                                night's 
                                                so 
                                                thick 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                forgot 
                                                to 
                                                leave
 
                                    
                                
                                                Communion 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                cruch 
                                                of 
                                                grease
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cellphone 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                rosary
 
                                    
                                
                                                Throbbing 
                                                bodies 
                                                pound 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                then 
                                                nestle 
                                                into 
                                                wreaths
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                am 
                                                    I 
                                                gonna 
                                                do 
                                                with 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                this 
                                                gloss 
                                                and 
                                                all 
                                                its 
                                                goblins
 
                                    
                                
                                                At 
                                                the 
                                                shattered 
                                                ego 
                                                club
 
                                    
                                
                                                Come 
                                                fail 
                                                at 
                                                love 
                                                (and 
                                                celebrate 
                                                your 
                                                stupid 
                                                fate)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Walls 
                                                lined 
                                                in 
                                                every 
                                                color
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                every 
                                                iris 
                                                of 
                                                every 
                                                lover
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                your 
                                                thoughts
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                all 
                                                your 
                                                problems
 
                                    
                                
                                                At 
                                                the 
                                                shattered 
                                                ego 
                                                club
 
                                    
                                
                                                Come 
                                                fail 
                                                at 
                                                love 
                                                (and 
                                                celebrate 
                                                your 
                                                stupid 
                                                fate)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Walls 
                                                lined 
                                                in 
                                                every 
                                                color
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                every 
                                                iris 
                                                of 
                                                every 
                                                lover
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                are 
                                                any 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                men 
                                                I've 
                                                done
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                subtle 
                                                hell 
                                                are 
                                                they 
                                                born 
                                                of
 
                                    
                                
                                                Salt 
                                                the 
                                                exits 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                room
 
                                    
                                
                                                Don't 
                                                let 
                                                them 
                                                get 
                                                to 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                Enough 
                                                is 
                                                enough 
                                                is 
                                                enough 
                                                is 
                                                enough
 
                                    
                                
                                                Salt 
                                                the 
                                                earth 
                                                under 
                                                the 
                                                cliques
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cool 
                                                is 
                                                not 
                                                so 
                                                tough
 
                                    
                                
                                                Will 
                                                    I 
                                                let 
                                                the 
                                                salt 
                                                flow 
                                                from 
                                                my 
                                                eyes 
                                                or 
                                                my 
                                                armpits
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                our 
                                                loss, 
                                                we're 
                                                all 
                                                so 
                                                maudlin
 
                                    
                                
                                                At 
                                                the 
                                                shattered 
                                                ego 
                                                club
 
                                    
                                
                                                Come 
                                                fail 
                                                at 
                                                love 
                                                (and 
                                                celebrate 
                                                your 
                                                stupid 
                                                fate)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Walls 
                                                lined 
                                                in 
                                                every 
                                                color
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                every 
                                                iris 
                                                of 
                                                every 
                                                lover
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                your 
                                                thoughts
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                all 
                                                your 
                                                problems
 
                                    
                                
                                                At 
                                                the 
                                                shattered 
                                                ego 
                                                club
 
                                    
                                
                                                Come 
                                                fail 
                                                at 
                                                love 
                                                (and 
                                                celebrate 
                                                your 
                                                stupid 
                                                fate)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Walls 
                                                lined 
                                                in 
                                                every 
                                                color
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                every 
                                                iris 
                                                of 
                                                every 
                                                lover
 
                                    
                                
                                                Enough 
                                                is 
                                                enough 
                                                is 
                                                enough 
                                                is 
                                                enough
 
                                    
                                
                                                Is 
                                                enough 
                                                is 
                                                enough 
                                                is 
                                                enough
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                celebrate 
                                                your 
                                                stupid 
                                                fate
 
                                    
                                
                                                Walls 
                                                lined 
                                                in 
                                                every 
                                                color
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                every 
                                                iris 
                                                of 
                                                every 
                                                lover
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                celebrate 
                                                your 
                                                stupid 
                                                fate
 
                                    
                                
                                                Walls 
                                                lined 
                                                in 
                                                every 
                                                color
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                every 
                                                iris 
                                                of 
                                                every 
                                                iris
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                every 
                                                iris 
                                                of 
                                                every 
                                                lover
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Yeoman
2 Extrasolar
3 Abscond
4 Human Bog
5 Adam Copies
6 Lev
7 I Form
8 Out
9 Superstructure
10 Wilt
11 Coitus
12 Broadback
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