Athlete - In the library
Tekst :
Put your finger on my lips
We could be a grown up fairy tale
Swimming in a library
We re not going anywhere
She said I love it
Oh I love it when we touch
When we touch on something
we can t find it any something
something on my own
In this ocean of words
these something on my own
Cover up the blankets
Cover up the blankets from the years
that our parents gave us
to keep out the cold
and the unknown
something regrew
into a forest of desire
cut down some friends that I knew
who were gonna start a forest fire
something on my own
In this ocean of words
something on my own.
Can t stop the spill.
Can t stop the spill.
Can t stop the spill.
She said I love it
I love it when we touch
When we touch on something
We can t find it any something Inne utwory
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Her hair is Harlow gold,
Her lips sweet surprise
Her hands are never cold
She s got Bette Davis eyes
She ll turn her music on
You won t have to think twice
She s pure as New York snow
She got Bette...
It hurts to feel
It hurts to hear
It hurts to face it
It hurts to hide
It hurts to touch
It hurts to wake up
It hurts to remember
It hurts to hold on
Turn my head
The hurt s relentless
The hurt of emptiness
The hurt of wanting
The hurt of going on
The hurt of missing
The hurt is killing me
Turn...
Feel that sound! (6x)
Well I I ve been waiting long enough
Hey DJ please won ’t you turn it up
Wanna feel that base, yeah
Cause I get a rush
And when it comes, I can ’t get enough
So turn...
I know you re the instigation that s haunted me for so long
I swear i ll never forget that
My blood is running through your veins
I know you re the infestation that s poisoned me for so long
I swear i ll never forget that
My blood is...
I m feeling tired of times
when you re not with me
I m missing a part of myself
that i can not be
I m longing the times that we met
like flowers the sun
The desert is needing the rain
And I m on the run
Bridge:
But you can change everything
that make all undown
Chorus
Cause only...