| Song | Single File |
| Artist | Delta Sleep |
| Album | Single File |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:15.256] | Wake up to a world overcast in concrete skies |
| [00:22.477] | Where the smell of exhaust is a factor in people’s daily lives |
| [00:30.199] | You elevate to earn yourself the status |
| [00:37.406] | Then walk home alone at the end of the day in single file |
| [00:45.281] | Hard to come to terms with how they do it |
| [00:51.792] | When the streets are lined with houses you can’t live in |
| [01:16.692] | Meagre sleep to spend time in tall buildings |
| [01:23.603] | In front of scrolling numbers on computer screens |
| [01:31.200] | All her friends stay logged into the system |
| [01:38.145] | In fear of what would go down if they tried to hide |
| [01:45.742] | Hard to come to terms with how they do it |
| [01:52.293] | When the air is formed of things that you can’t breathe in |
| [01:59.643] | Scan the streets in search of something better |
| [02:06.394] | I’ve been here since I can remember |
| [02:18.647] | Hard to come to terms with all the consequence at stake to stay there. She’d lie awake for hours dreaming up a better place, where maybe… |
| [02:44.595] | Hard to come to terms with all the effort that it takes, to stay here |
| [02:55.932] | She’d lie awake for hours thinking of another way |
| [03:05.409] | My Lady, you’re gone. It's done |
| [04:02.107] | My mind is racing but I can’t feel my head |
| [04:07.033] | This world an island, isolated conscience buried in the sand. Sleeping |
| [04:20.032] | The blurry memories they come as they go, so hard to focus when The City watches everything you do and stops you from dreaming |
| [04:39.528] | I’m leaving |
| [04:43.020] | Soon |
| [00:15.256] | Wake up to a world overcast in concrete skies |
| [00:22.477] | Where the smell of exhaust is a factor in people' s daily lives |
| [00:30.199] | You elevate to earn yourself the status |
| [00:37.406] | Then walk home alone at the end of the day in single file |
| [00:45.281] | Hard to come to terms with how they do it |
| [00:51.792] | When the streets are lined with houses you can' t live in |
| [01:16.692] | Meagre sleep to spend time in tall buildings |
| [01:23.603] | In front of scrolling numbers on computer screens |
| [01:31.200] | All her friends stay logged into the system |
| [01:38.145] | In fear of what would go down if they tried to hide |
| [01:45.742] | Hard to come to terms with how they do it |
| [01:52.293] | When the air is formed of things that you can' t breathe in |
| [01:59.643] | Scan the streets in search of something better |
| [02:06.394] | I' ve been here since I can remember |
| [02:18.647] | Hard to come to terms with all the consequence at stake to stay there. She' d lie awake for hours dreaming up a better place, where maybe |
| [02:44.595] | Hard to come to terms with all the effort that it takes, to stay here |
| [02:55.932] | She' d lie awake for hours thinking of another way |
| [03:05.409] | My Lady, you' re gone. It' s done |
| [04:02.107] | My mind is racing but I can' t feel my head |
| [04:07.033] | This world an island, isolated conscience buried in the sand. Sleeping |
| [04:20.032] | The blurry memories they come as they go, so hard to focus when The City watches everything you do and stops you from dreaming |
| [04:39.528] | I' m leaving |
| [04:43.020] | Soon |
| [00:15.256] | Wake up to a world overcast in concrete skies |
| [00:22.477] | Where the smell of exhaust is a factor in people' s daily lives |
| [00:30.199] | You elevate to earn yourself the status |
| [00:37.406] | Then walk home alone at the end of the day in single file |
| [00:45.281] | Hard to come to terms with how they do it |
| [00:51.792] | When the streets are lined with houses you can' t live in |
| [01:16.692] | Meagre sleep to spend time in tall buildings |
| [01:23.603] | In front of scrolling numbers on computer screens |
| [01:31.200] | All her friends stay logged into the system |
| [01:38.145] | In fear of what would go down if they tried to hide |
| [01:45.742] | Hard to come to terms with how they do it |
| [01:52.293] | When the air is formed of things that you can' t breathe in |
| [01:59.643] | Scan the streets in search of something better |
| [02:06.394] | I' ve been here since I can remember |
| [02:18.647] | Hard to come to terms with all the consequence at stake to stay there. She' d lie awake for hours dreaming up a better place, where maybe |
| [02:44.595] | Hard to come to terms with all the effort that it takes, to stay here |
| [02:55.932] | She' d lie awake for hours thinking of another way |
| [03:05.409] | My Lady, you' re gone. It' s done |
| [04:02.107] | My mind is racing but I can' t feel my head |
| [04:07.033] | This world an island, isolated conscience buried in the sand. Sleeping |
| [04:20.032] | The blurry memories they come as they go, so hard to focus when The City watches everything you do and stops you from dreaming |
| [04:39.528] | I' m leaving |
| [04:43.020] | Soon |