Lift Your Skinny Fists Like Antennas To Heaven, Charlie Brown

BAD GRIEF

The Earth Is Not a Cold, Dead Place, Charlie Brown

He Has Left Us Alone but Shafts of Light Sometimes Grace the Corner of Our Rooms... Charlie Brown.

(from haus of decline)

Push Barman To Open Old Wounds, Charlie Brown

Fold Your Hands Charlie Brown, You Walk Like a Peasant

You're Almost Stone Cold Dead in a Town Called Malice, Charlie Brown

The car is on fire and there's no driver at the wheel and the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides and a dark wind blows, Charlie Brown.

Dropkick Me, Jesus, Through The Goalposts Of Life, Charlie Brown

Goodbye Enemy Airship The Landlord Is Dead, Charlie Brown