Lyrics:
head is up so high
Floating in the clouds
And I'm not coming back down
Tell me all your secrets
Read me like an open book
Tell me all your secrets
Read
dad?
Will he disappear
And will I too?
Well mom always says it's okay
Just follow the book
She says it's not just a cliché
You just got to look
All you
I believed
That the world was for the meek
And the new book served us well
How many times
Must we turn the other cheek
It's the old book
It's
Don't read me like a book at all all you'll find are missing pages
I am lost
I can't be found
Thoughts of you are in my head
You're not around
Excuse me miss I think I need some help
Some very sound advice for I have looked upon the shelf
Excuse me please there is a book I need
I think it
I believed that the world was for the meek
And the new book served us well
How many times
We turned the other cheek
But it's the old book
Yes, it's
that I am no human but a God of some
Sort i know that everything
Will fall right into my laps
One day i'm just writing
This book because I feel like I
No one ever opened
This book that leads the way
It is pretty broken
forgotten in decay
The pages are quite old
With words never been said
it's real funny
cnd if you like to read
I left you a note right on the chair
Come on by, while I'm still there
Cause I've got books, such very big
A book is what you need
In order to succeed
I know this and it's forever true
A book is your great friend
You keep it in your hand
It can advise
the wind had your back
It's true
It was one for the record books
One for the record books
It was one for the record books
Your high watermark
Now, your
real.
She read it in a book
and liked the way it made her feel.
But books are books and Love is temporary.
We all got a story nobody wants to hear.
Books
dirty)
Once I got home (oh)
The dirt that covered me
Nothing like the disappointment
That you would never see
Same page, but a different book
So
[Chorus]
Book you got cooked
Book you got cooked
Book you got cooked
God sent you some warriors
Plus we tellers of the stories
Plus we tellers
Picture yourself when you're getting old,
Sat by the fireside a-pondering all
Picture book, pictures of your mama, taken by your papa a long time
No weak men in the books at home
The strong men who have made the world
History lives on the books at home
The books at home
It's not made by
No weak men in the books at home
The strong men who have made the world
History lives on the books at home
The books at home
[Chorus]
It's not
My drum, my drum
My drum gonna make ya
My drum, my drum
My drum gonna make ya come
My book, my book
My book gonna make ya
My book, my book
belong to this world
The book, the book of your heart
One tiny mark, an entry
In the book of your heart
It's written on skin
To even be in
The book
guns, guns, guns, guns
fire, fire, fire
muscle and hate
muscle and hate
muscle, muscle, muscle, muscle
lies, lies, lies, lies
books, books
Books of Moses, bringing stone news
Wet in the water, weeping in the sun
Books of Moses, got some splinters didn't you
Books of Moses, brought me
Books of Moses, bringing stone news
Wet in the water, weeping in the sun
Books of Moses, got some splinters didn't you
Books of Moses, brought me
be together for a very long time
Some say that our first impressions never will lie
I open up to take a look into the bright and shiny book
Into
guns, guns, guns, guns
fire, fire, fire
muscle and hate
muscle and hate
muscle, muscle, muscle, muscle
lies, lies, lies, lies
books, books
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