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Who's that talking in the library? |
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Who's that talking in my library? |
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Is that you? No I won't put you out |
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Cause what would this place be without my muse |
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Nothing special, every book in here I wrote |
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Some I'm not too proud of some I wish I could burn |
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So many pages I wrote, wish I could revise them |
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But there's no erasing and the best advice I got |
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Was keep writing, and keep living, and keep loving |
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And when the ink dries and the pages turn to dust |
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So will we turn to dust, so will we dust, dust |
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Who's that laughing in my library? |
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Who's that laughing in my library? |
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Is that you? No I won't put you out |
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Cause what would this place be without your smile |
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Nothing special, I fell in love with you girl |
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You let yourself inside with no respect for privacy |
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You said there's too much on my mind |
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Then you ripped out a page and set that shit on flame |
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I quit writing, I kept living, I kept loving |
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And when the ink dries and the pages turn to dust |
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So will we turn to dust, so will we dust, dust |
