| Song | Sharp Briar |
| Artist | The American Analog Set |
| Album | Set Free |
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| And even when you show me your teeth, dear | |
| Like any animal in the world | |
| Or running on your very own feet now | |
| Ever since you knew that you could | |
| And you could, you could, you could, you could | |
| And breathing through a polymer filter | |
| It never seem to do you no good | |
| 'Cause even with the filters they kill you | |
| Kill you, huh baby? So mature | |
| (Repeat x12) | |
| In the sharp briar |