Song | Content Was Always My Favorite Colour |
Artist | The Most Serene Republic |
Album | Underwater Cinematographer |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Jewett ... | |
My world is firmly compressed | |
Into the pocket of your front breast | |
We pass over cities and towns | |
Collapsed in hopes that people find amusement | |
Amongst the depressed, what you say, goes | |
And your site beats everyone else's | |
And we all know we've already won | |
Once in awhile | |
While looking on the lamp post | |
While they dance alone | |
(They pivot and sway in the street) | |
([Unverified] the light sure shed by our road flare) | |
(Another layered line is going on with these two lines) | |
Watching the ground move quick and fast | |
The car is stopped and I'm out of gas, must be my fault | |
Whatever you say is correct by me | |
'Cause all I wanna save is a cat in a tree | |
I can't get it down, I can't get it down | |
I can't get it down, the doubt breaks inside me | |
As the light beat down from the giant's pockets onto the ground | |
You're a taker of vanities, a stealer of games | |
Now show me a night where us both can be safe | |
You're what I want |
zuo qu : Jewett ... | |
My world is firmly compressed | |
Into the pocket of your front breast | |
We pass over cities and towns | |
Collapsed in hopes that people find amusement | |
Amongst the depressed, what you say, goes | |
And your site beats everyone else' s | |
And we all know we' ve already won | |
Once in awhile | |
While looking on the lamp post | |
While they dance alone | |
They pivot and sway in the street | |
Unverified the light sure shed by our road flare | |
Another layered line is going on with these two lines | |
Watching the ground move quick and fast | |
The car is stopped and I' m out of gas, must be my fault | |
Whatever you say is correct by me | |
' Cause all I wanna save is a cat in a tree | |
I can' t get it down, I can' t get it down | |
I can' t get it down, the doubt breaks inside me | |
As the light beat down from the giant' s pockets onto the ground | |
You' re a taker of vanities, a stealer of games | |
Now show me a night where us both can be safe | |
You' re what I want |
zuò qǔ : Jewett ... | |
My world is firmly compressed | |
Into the pocket of your front breast | |
We pass over cities and towns | |
Collapsed in hopes that people find amusement | |
Amongst the depressed, what you say, goes | |
And your site beats everyone else' s | |
And we all know we' ve already won | |
Once in awhile | |
While looking on the lamp post | |
While they dance alone | |
They pivot and sway in the street | |
Unverified the light sure shed by our road flare | |
Another layered line is going on with these two lines | |
Watching the ground move quick and fast | |
The car is stopped and I' m out of gas, must be my fault | |
Whatever you say is correct by me | |
' Cause all I wanna save is a cat in a tree | |
I can' t get it down, I can' t get it down | |
I can' t get it down, the doubt breaks inside me | |
As the light beat down from the giant' s pockets onto the ground | |
You' re a taker of vanities, a stealer of games | |
Now show me a night where us both can be safe | |
You' re what I want |