Maxăżmo Park
Books From Boxes

Night falls
And towns become circuit boards
We can beat the sun as long as we keep moving

From the air
Stadium lights stand out like flares
And all I know is that you're sat here right next to me

We rarely see
Warning signs in the air we breathe
Right now I feel each and every fragment

This paper trail leads right back to you
You say you need me to step outside

You spent the evening unpacking books from boxes
You passed me up so as not to break a promise
Scattered polaroids and sprinkled words around your collar
In the long run, you said you knew that this would happen

Well this is something new
But it turns out it was borrowed, too
"why does every letdown have to be so thin?"

Rain explodes
At the moment that the cab door closed
I feel the weight upon your kiss; ambiguous

You have to leave. I appreciate that
But I hate when conversation slips out of our grasp

You spent the evening unpacking books from boxes
You passed me up so as not to break a promise
Scattered polaroids and sprinkled words around your collar
In the long run, you said you knew that this would happen

Two bodies in motion
This is a matter of fact
It wasn't built to last
[x2]

You spent the evening unpacking books from boxes
You passed me up so as not to break a promise
Scattered polaroids and sprinkled words around your collar
In the long run, you said you knew that this would happen

The pounding rain continued it's bleak fall
And we decided just to write after all, after all
The pounding rain continued it's bleak fall
And we decided just to write after all


Mirror lyrics:

And we decided just to write after all
The pounding rain continued it's bleak fall
And we decided just to write after all, after all
The pounding rain continued it's bleak fall

In the long run, you said you knew that this would happen
Scattered polaroids and sprinkled words around your collar
You passed me up so as not to break a promise
You spent the evening unpacking books from boxes

[x2]
It wasn't built to last
This is a matter of fact
Two bodies in motion

In the long run, you said you knew that this would happen
Scattered polaroids and sprinkled words around your collar
You passed me up so as not to break a promise
You spent the evening unpacking books from boxes

But I hate when conversation slips out of our grasp
You have to leave. I appreciate that

I feel the weight upon your kiss; ambiguous
At the moment that the cab door closed
Rain explodes

"why does every letdown have to be so thin?"
But it turns out it was borrowed, too
Well this is something new

In the long run, you said you knew that this would happen
Scattered polaroids and sprinkled words around your collar
You passed me up so as not to break a promise
You spent the evening unpacking books from boxes

You say you need me to step outside
This paper trail leads right back to you

Right now I feel each and every fragment
Warning signs in the air we breathe
We rarely see

And all I know is that you're sat here right next to me
Stadium lights stand out like flares
From the air

We can beat the sun as long as we keep moving
And towns become circuit boards
Night falls


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