歌曲名称:The S专辑t Wound Rou歌曲名称ne 歌手:Thirteen Senses 专辑:The Invita歌曲名称on Red letters on the dashboard, oh what a GAP They pursue us to the deep end and then depart Watch as the cracks in the wall feel pain For only patterns on a snake’s back give us genuine fear
And I cannot lie, faces drop into the fire I get by all the time on a shelf above the door And it shouldn’t be clear but it’s not for me to decide It’s a delicate degree It’s a number I can see
Could prison cells be in my brain For they’re safe inside the cover of a dirty face And everybody finds a college graduate with joy While I’m happy just sipping tonic water with lemon and lime
And I cannot lie, faces drop into the fire I get by all the time on a shelf above the door And it shouldn’t be clear but it’s not for me to decide It’s a delicate degree It’s a number I can see
You sit at home up late at night When it’s beginning to arrive And honestly I don’t see the need for any routines I’m all out of sync, I cover my cuts And hope they are fixed before I get hurt again
And all this ground beneath my feet Has decided not to crumble into the sea I walked in a house, it smelt of paint And the ceiling it has no trouble with me 点击下载LRC歌词
Thirteen Senses-The Salt Wound RoutineLRC歌词
[ti:The Salt Wound Routine] [ar:Thirteen Senses] [al:The Invitation] [00:24.20]Red letters on the dashboard, oh what a GAP [00:29.40]They pursue us to the deep end and then depart [00:35.69]Watch as the cracks in the wall feel pain [00:40.84]For only patterns on a snake’s back give us genuine fear [00:45.72] [00:46.96]And I cannot lie, faces drop into the fire [00:52.11]I get by all the time on a shelf above the door [00:58.49]And it shouldn’t be clear but it’s not for me to decide [01:06.77]It’s a delicate degree [01:12.69]It’s a number I can see [01:20.00] [01:40.56]Could prison cells be in my brain [01:45.27]For they’re safe inside the cover of a dirty face [01:50.50]And everybody finds a college graduate with joy [01:56.70]While I’m happy just sipping tonic water with lemon and lime [02:01.42] [02:02.85]And I cannot lie, faces drop into the fire [02:08.69]I get by all the time on a shelf above the door [02:14.51]And it shouldn’t be clear but it’s not for me to decide [02:22.50]It’s a delicate degree [02:28.70]It’s a number I can see [02:34.36] [03:13.41]You sit at home up late at night [03:19.45]When it’s beginning to arrive [03:24.92]And honestly [03:27.74]I don’t see the need for any routines [03:33.53]I’m all out of sync, I cover my cuts [03:39.36]And hope they are fixed before I get hurt again [03:46.70] [04:06.59]And all this ground beneath my feet [04:11.74]Has decided not to crumble into the sea [04:17.86]I walked in a house, it smelt of paint [04:23.20]And the ceiling it has no trouble with me 上一首: Footprints In The Sand 下一首: Do No Wrong