Said What You Said Lyrics
| Song | Said What You Said |
| Artist | Ember Swift子玉 |
| Album | 京城制燥 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| time has rolled under me | |
| like asphalt under car tires | |
| I am a thunder tree channeling lightning | |
| like church spires | |
| like roasting marshmallows on a campfire | |
| I keep turning your words | |
| around in my head | |
| but I still feel so raw | |
| how could you have said what you said? | |
| why not just burn me up instead? | |
| roll over me leave me for dead? | |
| how could you have said what you said? | |
| I feel nowhere near as special | |
| as a snowflake | |
| I invited you here just to wrestle you | |
| for ego’s sake | |
| drowning lakes are clear | |
| until they’re opaque | |
| with the sound | |
| of your own drowning breath | |
| I can still feel that veil of death fluttering | |
| how could you have said | |
| what you said….? | |
| sometimes sticks and stones | |
| would be kinder | |
| than all this mental chatter | |
| and words as we all know | |
| are not supposed to really matter | |
| it would be so much easier | |
| to blame the flame for our pain, | |
| to curse the wheel | |
| but it’s so much worse to know | |
| it’s simply how you feel | |
| nothing comes to us we didn’t beckon | |
| the only chance is now, | |
| there is no second | |
| in the end, we are just dust to dust, | |
| flecks on history’s screen | |
| we are nothing but loose memories | |
| what else are we trying to be? | |
| how could you have said | |
| what you said….? |
| time has rolled under me | |
| like asphalt under car tires | |
| I am a thunder tree channeling lightning | |
| like church spires | |
| like roasting marshmallows on a campfire | |
| I keep turning your words | |
| around in my head | |
| but I still feel so raw | |
| how could you have said what you said? | |
| why not just burn me up instead? | |
| roll over me leave me for dead? | |
| how could you have said what you said? | |
| I feel nowhere near as special | |
| as a snowflake | |
| I invited you here just to wrestle you | |
| for ego' s sake | |
| drowning lakes are clear | |
| until they' re opaque | |
| with the sound | |
| of your own drowning breath | |
| I can still feel that veil of death fluttering | |
| how could you have said | |
| what you said.? | |
| sometimes sticks and stones | |
| would be kinder | |
| than all this mental chatter | |
| and words as we all know | |
| are not supposed to really matter | |
| it would be so much easier | |
| to blame the flame for our pain, | |
| to curse the wheel | |
| but it' s so much worse to know | |
| it' s simply how you feel | |
| nothing comes to us we didn' t beckon | |
| the only chance is now, | |
| there is no second | |
| in the end, we are just dust to dust, | |
| flecks on history' s screen | |
| we are nothing but loose memories | |
| what else are we trying to be? | |
| how could you have said | |
| what you said.? |
| time has rolled under me | |
| like asphalt under car tires | |
| I am a thunder tree channeling lightning | |
| like church spires | |
| like roasting marshmallows on a campfire | |
| I keep turning your words | |
| around in my head | |
| but I still feel so raw | |
| how could you have said what you said? | |
| why not just burn me up instead? | |
| roll over me leave me for dead? | |
| how could you have said what you said? | |
| I feel nowhere near as special | |
| as a snowflake | |
| I invited you here just to wrestle you | |
| for ego' s sake | |
| drowning lakes are clear | |
| until they' re opaque | |
| with the sound | |
| of your own drowning breath | |
| I can still feel that veil of death fluttering | |
| how could you have said | |
| what you said.? | |
| sometimes sticks and stones | |
| would be kinder | |
| than all this mental chatter | |
| and words as we all know | |
| are not supposed to really matter | |
| it would be so much easier | |
| to blame the flame for our pain, | |
| to curse the wheel | |
| but it' s so much worse to know | |
| it' s simply how you feel | |
| nothing comes to us we didn' t beckon | |
| the only chance is now, | |
| there is no second | |
| in the end, we are just dust to dust, | |
| flecks on history' s screen | |
| we are nothing but loose memories | |
| what else are we trying to be? | |
| how could you have said | |
| what you said.? |
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