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Library Is On Fire The Cassette

has ever dreamed so lucid but you used it all to pretend, and i lost it all just let me win let the tempests and the bedpost fires fall again let the

You sought those weak emphatic lips then you held on so tight at two to two it?s true they?ll make you it?s true they?ll make you king of the zoo in

so slowly, imagine things behind the (TV) framing, denying all the new horrors. In a dream, in the night, is something scrambled, sublime. Come on let

fire you got me right where you want me you got in tight where you got me and I?ll be the mother of your stupid desires i?ll be the lightning from your foolish fire

When we met on the steps of that crowded college hall it was so inept, it was something like the fall and maybe i was wrong, to think we could get along