Song | Underneath You Know the Names |
Artist | Longwave |
Album | There's a Fire |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Longwave | |
Your head is turned around, a twisted up face | |
Screwed up like a hurricane | |
The words are coming out tongue-tied every way | |
Getting away from you again | |
And it looks like red | |
But it feels like grey | |
And there are no signs to point the way | |
Fading in and out, coming through in waves | |
Breaking up on the line | |
Everything is in every other place | |
Moving in a different time | |
And when you're trying to find a place | |
And all you see is filled up space | |
Underneath are other things that you call by name | |
Familiar friends, you let them in | |
Just holding on so nothing slips away | |
Well i can't forget and you know i can't be wrong | |
I can't forget and you know i can't be wrong | |
I can't forget and you knew it all along | |
You know i can't be | |
You know i can't be wrong | |
Underneath are other things that you call by name | |
Familiar friends, you let them in | |
Just holding on so nothing slips away |
zuo qu : Longwave | |
Your head is turned around, a twisted up face | |
Screwed up like a hurricane | |
The words are coming out tonguetied every way | |
Getting away from you again | |
And it looks like red | |
But it feels like grey | |
And there are no signs to point the way | |
Fading in and out, coming through in waves | |
Breaking up on the line | |
Everything is in every other place | |
Moving in a different time | |
And when you' re trying to find a place | |
And all you see is filled up space | |
Underneath are other things that you call by name | |
Familiar friends, you let them in | |
Just holding on so nothing slips away | |
Well i can' t forget and you know i can' t be wrong | |
I can' t forget and you know i can' t be wrong | |
I can' t forget and you knew it all along | |
You know i can' t be | |
You know i can' t be wrong | |
Underneath are other things that you call by name | |
Familiar friends, you let them in | |
Just holding on so nothing slips away |
zuò qǔ : Longwave | |
Your head is turned around, a twisted up face | |
Screwed up like a hurricane | |
The words are coming out tonguetied every way | |
Getting away from you again | |
And it looks like red | |
But it feels like grey | |
And there are no signs to point the way | |
Fading in and out, coming through in waves | |
Breaking up on the line | |
Everything is in every other place | |
Moving in a different time | |
And when you' re trying to find a place | |
And all you see is filled up space | |
Underneath are other things that you call by name | |
Familiar friends, you let them in | |
Just holding on so nothing slips away | |
Well i can' t forget and you know i can' t be wrong | |
I can' t forget and you know i can' t be wrong | |
I can' t forget and you knew it all along | |
You know i can' t be | |
You know i can' t be wrong | |
Underneath are other things that you call by name | |
Familiar friends, you let them in | |
Just holding on so nothing slips away |