Flee From The...
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- 1Your Dirty Paws Scratched At My ThighObscured Wingtip Memoir
- 2Okay, Mom, Can We Go Play With The Great Ōmukade Now?Obscured Wingtip MemoirE
- 3Through The Spectre Of A Soldier, A Typhoon Saves ThemObscured Wingtip MemoirE
- 4Hotline Miami Overdose In 30s w/ Jones MaskObscured Wingtip MemoirE
- 5I Am An Erect, All-Orange Neon BodyObscured Wingtip MemoirE
- 6We Can Scream Like Wildfires And Dance Like Jet EnginesObscured Wingtip Memoir
- 7This Is The Part Where Travis Loses A ToothObscured Wingtip MemoirE
- 8...Wrath To ComeObscured Wingtip Memoir
- 9Hands Torn Into HalvesObscured Wingtip Memoir
- 10...And There Will Be No More Celebrations In Times SquareObscured Wingtip MemoirE
- 11Post-Coital SuicideObscured Wingtip MemoirE
- 12We, Great Magicians, Decided To Live At This IntersticeObscured Wingtip Memoir
- 13Bless Your Lysergic HeartObscured Wingtip Memoir
- 14From The Distance Of A Quarter Or A Weather Balloon, A Bullet Train Runs Through Nine PeopleObscured Wingtip MemoirE
- 15Of Course You Are An Angel Dear, The Only Difference Is That You Hold No Cosmic WeightObscured Wingtip Memoir
- 16Atoms Will Shake Along To The Thrashing Of WavesObscured Wingtip Memoir
- 17These Trees Are Hollow, Wells Split In HalfObscured Wingtip Memoir
- 18Your Baby Is Fucking Worthless If It Isn't A DJ (bonus)Obscured Wingtip Memoir
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