| 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 |