Death Cab For Cutie: Song for Kelly Huckaby Meaning
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windows smugded by the speed.
Leaving home with our bags from Iron Street,
as morning turned into California,
And smoke trailed from the butt of my cigarette.
Our glass house it threw rocks at all those...
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