[ti:Saintly Rows (Oh Oh)]
[ar:Dear And The Headlights]
[al:Drunk Like Bible Times]

[00:02.00]Dear And The Headlights - Saintly Rows (Oh Oh)
[00:05.00]LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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[00:12.61]Paranoia posed in saintly rows outside my windows
[00:20.22]Cacophonous caws, bacterial ponds flap, Pavement moans
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[00:34.30]Caustic alarmed cavernous psalms
[00:36.85]They swing from your lips then tie your tongue up like you asked them to
[00:41.08]Out come the gaunt ghosts of your thoughts
[00:44.00]They're shrieking in prose and breathing rhymelessness archaic gloom
[00:47.26]Cover your mouth, sound trickles down and drips from your chin
[00:51.59]Drooling vibrations in an empty room
[00:54.59]There just pull your eyelids down they're begging for your sleep
[01:00.72]Find yourself in white stairwell a trembling voice now speaks
[01:07.10]Whirring back and forth from firework to figure eight
[01:13.54]Now your trembling hands don't seem so hard to make behave
[01:21.21]Paranoia posed in saintly rows outside my windows
[01:27.94]Single filed piled while flashing smiles network imposed
[01:34.74]Dumbstruck and shoved oxygen snuffed then beg for embrace
[01:38.51]Passion like cancer has a wandering eye
[01:41.22]Caskets for hands bury your plans right next to your songs
[01:45.13]When t-shirt vending is how you spend your time
[01:48.09]Out come the gaunt ghosts of your thoughts
[01:51.12]They're shrieking in prose and breathing rhymelessness archaic gloom
[01:54.43]Cover your mouth, sound trickles down and drips from your chin
[01:58.69]Drooling vibrations in an empty room
[02:01.53]There, just pull your eyelids down they're begging for some sleep
[02:07.95]Find yourself in white stairwell a trembling voice now speaks
[02:14.40]Whirring back and forth from firework to figure eight
[02:20.86]Now your trembling hands don't seem so hard to make behave
[02:28.52]Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
[02:34.87]Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
[02:41.01]Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
[02:55.52]Caustic alarmed cavernous psalms they swing from your lips
[02:59.00]Then tie your tongue up like you asked them to
[03:02.15]Out come the gaunt ghosts of your thoughts
[03:04.67]They''re shrieking in prose and breathing rhymlessness archaic gloom
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