Sandy Gritt's listening history

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Reg had some dodgy fish and entered the arena of the unwell which is why he has not been seen for a few days now. He has been to that place where the mind takes you, where you are in the arena of dream because the mind will not let you sleep…
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T Boudreau - Lyrics n Music Bonehead - Vocals Thunder Chris - Drums, B Vocs Tim Hochadel - Bass, B Vocals
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T Boudreau - Lyrics / Music Bonehead - Music and Vocals
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Secondhand Stray tboudreau music by Cmariano / Tboudreau i watch ya walking these streets, a few feet off the ground i hear ya talking so sweet, never making a sound i see ya looking so cute your such a secondhand stray from your bracelets…
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(a question of) Relevance tboudreau We cling to the edge of sanity one falls as the other holds on We devour our own stabilities and pass the blame like a hot baton And the more we try to insulate the deeper that we crawl The threshold…
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Falling Down C. Maiorano Travellin', my memories a time machine Re-living former glory and shame On a quest to find out what this all means No excuses, only myself to blame Cruisin' on a road to redemption Steer clear the potholes of…
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Simple Plan T Boudreau Wandering soul, do as your told and come back inside it's getting cold I've been waiting here with hope n fear and my hands on the wheel til you decide to steer Mr. Hollowtree you're a mystery to me you stand tall…
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February t boudreau I'm stuck inside of February With little chance of escape And all you bar-stool visionaries giving me advice that you'd never take Wanna seat on a slow boat heading South down a stream that seems to never end Or…
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in memory of 9/11 letter home walking upstairs when you wanna run down it's comin' all undone but you just gotta help someone just gotta help someone shades of truth...play of light is this the night? is this the night? well i…
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leaving the island Costello fingered his bow looking out his villa window grey morning sky giving way...clouds scattered by the sun to fishing boats painted on far off horizons a melody he offers in toast of their run of their run his boats…
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