作曲 : Loose Fur, Tweedy | |
If I sleep too much | |
A good Chinese apple | |
Shine to the touch | |
My sweet-feeling capital | |
It's hard to change | |
Something supernatural | |
Unlock my body and move myself at last | |
In the warm liquid, flowing glowing glass | |
Classical music, blasting masks are ringing in my ears | |
am i waiting for the only recovery of simple paths between the branches | |
flowering chance fence-slats rattling | |
fingers pushing through slowly brushing past a fast glimpse of you | |
If I sleep too much | |
A good Chinese apple | |
Shine to the touch | |
My sweet-feeling capital | |
It's hard to change | |
Something supernatural |
zuo qu : Loose Fur, Tweedy | |
If I sleep too much | |
A good Chinese apple | |
Shine to the touch | |
My sweetfeeling capital | |
It' s hard to change | |
Something supernatural | |
Unlock my body and move myself at last | |
In the warm liquid, flowing glowing glass | |
Classical music, blasting masks are ringing in my ears | |
am i waiting for the only recovery of simple paths between the branches | |
flowering chance fenceslats rattling | |
fingers pushing through slowly brushing past a fast glimpse of you | |
If I sleep too much | |
A good Chinese apple | |
Shine to the touch | |
My sweetfeeling capital | |
It' s hard to change | |
Something supernatural |
zuò qǔ : Loose Fur, Tweedy | |
If I sleep too much | |
A good Chinese apple | |
Shine to the touch | |
My sweetfeeling capital | |
It' s hard to change | |
Something supernatural | |
Unlock my body and move myself at last | |
In the warm liquid, flowing glowing glass | |
Classical music, blasting masks are ringing in my ears | |
am i waiting for the only recovery of simple paths between the branches | |
flowering chance fenceslats rattling | |
fingers pushing through slowly brushing past a fast glimpse of you | |
If I sleep too much | |
A good Chinese apple | |
Shine to the touch | |
My sweetfeeling capital | |
It' s hard to change | |
Something supernatural |