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Falling for you
Seems like
It was less like I just fell and maybe more like
I was pushed
Sun-dried
What am I?
Falling for you
Seems like
It was less

I'm just a taste away from feeling sun-dried

And those long nights always bring me sunrise

No more shade

No more shade

No more shade cause I need

So high
So high
So high
So high
Sun's high I ain't feelin' low
I'm sundried I ain't feel it though
Sun's high I ain't feelin' low
So high didn't see

to see are you feelin me oh oh
Blinded by our foolish highs
Until we wait for the sun to rise

Slowly losing time
Soaked in light sundried
You down to ride

Skinny Jean

Powderfinger

Double Allergic

1996

guide never would proclaim that you don't need it

They say you like it sundried, tell me is that right?
They say you like it sundried, tell me is that

running all in the trees I know I
Might die soon and i know this
Might die soon and I know this
Sun-dried seams in a corset
Your blood might bleed if i

you could have called me up
Or gave some kind of warning

When the morning ends
I'll see you again
With your sundried hair
And your tatted hands

Leave

Before the sea of sun-dried roses
To be
To be
To be
To be
To before I have seen
You can not live inside of me
The water
Has slunk low
Run out upon the sand

chips with the sundried?

I don't wanna curse myself but I won't ever be
Back in the place I was when you were here with me

I'm layin' in the grass

a razor blade
I count my score with a tally engraved in my chest
Sun-dried landscapes fill my mind
The rain is flooding everything
I’m crumbling in vain

Another try, pushing upright
Sun-dried in the sunlight
Arms wide at the frontline
Everyday count as one sign
Keep an eye or it run by
One arrive, nother one

Atrophy

Autumn

Hating Tree

1997

Atrophy

torn muscles hang from the line
Sun-dried, now it's time for the feast
And I wait in line with plate in hand
But you've eaten all there is

It Could Happen to You

Mobb Deep

Muggs Presents the Soul Assassins, Chapter I

1997

won't last
Would it make you laugh or make you cry?
On this side it's do-or-die
Ya get dead plus sun-dried, you're small fry
We on time with this,

ketchup, or on a salad bar
Or sun-dried in a prima-vara
A tomato, I said a tomato oh ooh

Cause I'm a fruit i'm a fruit
Don't define me so fast
Cause I'm

laying in bed with a fucked up head
I'm not laying in bed with a fucked up

Sun-dried on the backyard patio
Drunk eyes 'cause I didn't give it a home

If You Can Save Me Now

Atmosphere

The Family Sign

2011

the crash.
If I had the strength, I would probably laugh.
I'm so relaxed.
Warm like blood.
Layin' on my back in the sun-dried mud.
There's no point in

I'm sun-dried
My lips are high on over drive
I'm so tired
I'm sorry if I'm low on confidence
I left at midnight
I'm sorry but my brain is fried

Wash away the tears of a desolate world 
A sun-dried wasteland reconciles 
The sins of men long forgotten, retold 
In an eternity of trials 

Heaps

moving closer
To them strings upon the poser
Donning tones and hues of sundried
Move Uncle Fester
To the center of the picture
Slap a hamster on that

and detox 
I've brought thee 
Hydroxy-based offerings 
And sundried tomato 
Vanity 
Lust in lieu of love 
This feeble smile 
Blanketing my primeval child

Order in italics
Ate at the altar
Read something in Latin
Turn the heat up
My baby is teething
Sun-dried tomatoes
Is what she is eating
Turn the beat

thats trippin is me
Old God young guy skin is sundried senpai
Sensai Kunta Kente's third eye slaves should
Look I Got no misery my history is me
Move your

Pickled salami
Fermented iced tea
Boiled salad dressing (Hey, that sounds dope)
Sun-dried calamari

When you're out of normal ingredients, you gotta

the scattered sea
I used to splash in the ocean
Unsure why now I thrash
About on the shore
Ignored left to die
Sun-dried even during rainfall
Raise the vibe so