Lyrics:
Saw you outside the library
Hands on your hips, your cigarette lips
I can't stand when you stare at me
Take a big hit, smile this is it
Cause you,
and ghosts forevermore
In the night, the spirits soar In the library's hidden core
Pages turn with unseen hands In the library where she stands
Ghostly
Fed into a system
A money pit with too many hands
Libraries don't even have
Books for kids to get some
Braindead in a broken system
Pockets lined
the same for all these years
Take the gravel to the library
Your hand in mine so patiently
You were always on my mind
Even when I left you behind
Can I jump
the library
See my hands, they're feeling around
They fall into place
And I'm pulling it down
I walk out with paper cuts
Cuts from our history book
The pages
Wildcat Rose from a broken home
You loved him once before, that was enough
Left a man with a heavy hand
And a library of lies and crimes
Broke
wanna hold your hand
Skimming through the library
So many words that we'll never read
It's funny what you and I won't see
You pick up an old nameless book
forever
I hold your name in my mouth
I like the way it feels
I let you hold my hand
In the library
You give me a ride home
On your handlebars
I'm nervous
so take it and hold it in your hands.
Hiding in the library, to get out of the rain, Promise to see me on Sunday, we’ll drive our mums insane.
everything by hand
With books and wells
We could color with crayons
We could put together puzzles
We could read about triumphs
We could read about struggles
night
i kinda started my life
on the seventh floor of the library last night
i grabbed
her hand and we danced
the sugar push in the fiction aisle
she made
hands
Dig just a little bit
The camp is vast asleep
Library laundromats
Inside the dirty sheets
Dig just a little bit
Soup kitchen feeds
Lines
the
Reds, yellows, and the blues, I just want to be your primary
We could kiss as we shop for paint
Or we could just hold hands at the library, but
They
Or fiction section of the
Watford Public Library that
We are even doing it is a far, far better
Thing that I do now then, now then
What's going onward
credit card for fuel
Headed out to where the pavement turns to sand
With a one way ticket to the land of truth
And my suitcase in my hand
How I lost my
credit card for fuel
Headed out to where the pavement turns to sand
With a one way ticket to the land of truth
And my suitcase in my hand
How I lost my
to you.
And his wife told his kids he was crazy,
And his friends said he'd fail if he tried,
But with a will to work hard,
And a library card,
He took
i dont care if youre sick
what can i possibly do with an american library
and a contract on you
ive got six broken soldiers in the trunk of my
just one hand on the wheel
Danger's in our soul, we're goin' out of control
Swimmin' right after a big heavy meal
We're there wherever trouble's
I pushed to find myself
You talk to the library and close it in the palm of your hand
Orlando and Tennessee
full moon
Turning me on, calling me,
I made a circle, I guess
When I folded her hands across her chest
She made a circle, I guess
And a circle does what a circle does best
With
Outdated books dusted with skin
Our latent looks imprinted by sin
You have have something that's mine
Bring it to the library
I want to read
miss you
Turnstiles and smiles
The stained glass windows
Our library times
Quiet whispers, head on my hands
Secret knowledge sleeping in bookstands
minie
Thank God it's Friday
Please don't ask me for my ID
If I'm in your iTunes library
Got my own book in my library
My mansion is so tidy
But my
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