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Sunday Spins: Death Cab

September 2, 2014 Leave a Comment

If I had to put all my money on a song never making me feel bad, it’d be this one.

“The flames and smoke climbed out of every window
And disappeared with everything that you held dear
And you shed not a single tear for the things that you didn’t need
‘Cause you knew you were finally free.”

-C.

Filed Under: Essays Tagged With: Death Cab for Cutie, Sunday Spins, vinyl

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