Song | dungeness |
Artist | demon, eat this |
Album | nothing new |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Reuben J. Brown | |
作曲 : Reuben J. Brown | |
This one time | |
I lied with you | |
I wanted to | |
Feel defined | |
My resign | |
Was all too soon | |
Feeling blue | |
In a fish shop in a desert | |
Pissing in | |
What I could find | |
Smashed out windows | |
A burnt frame left | |
Behind my teary eyes | |
Is a tiredness of rye | |
We get in vehicle after vehicle | |
With tickets never checked | |
And scars never settled | |
I'm crying in this bus | |
As I try to block your eyes | |
From the sunlight. | |
Our hands entwine | |
For the last time | |
In some weeks | |
When your weak | |
Writing lines as I think of you | |
Trapped in one room | |
Your one little space | |
Demonstrably safe | |
Looked after and cared for by all | |
But inside your hole, your hole your- | |
We get in vehicle after vehicle | |
With tickets never checked | |
And scars never settled | |
I'm crying in this bus | |
As I try to block your eyes | |
From the sunlight. | |
We get in vehicle after vehicle | |
With tickets never checked | |
And scars never settled | |
I'm crying in this bus | |
As I try to block your eyes | |
From the sunlight | |
From the sunlight | |
From the sunlight | |
From the sunlight | |
From the sunlight | |
From the sun- |
zuo ci : Reuben J. Brown | |
zuo qu : Reuben J. Brown | |
This one time | |
I lied with you | |
I wanted to | |
Feel defined | |
My resign | |
Was all too soon | |
Feeling blue | |
In a fish shop in a desert | |
Pissing in | |
What I could find | |
Smashed out windows | |
A burnt frame left | |
Behind my teary eyes | |
Is a tiredness of rye | |
We get in vehicle after vehicle | |
With tickets never checked | |
And scars never settled | |
I' m crying in this bus | |
As I try to block your eyes | |
From the sunlight. | |
Our hands entwine | |
For the last time | |
In some weeks | |
When your weak | |
Writing lines as I think of you | |
Trapped in one room | |
Your one little space | |
Demonstrably safe | |
Looked after and cared for by all | |
But inside your hole, your hole your | |
We get in vehicle after vehicle | |
With tickets never checked | |
And scars never settled | |
I' m crying in this bus | |
As I try to block your eyes | |
From the sunlight. | |
We get in vehicle after vehicle | |
With tickets never checked | |
And scars never settled | |
I' m crying in this bus | |
As I try to block your eyes | |
From the sunlight | |
From the sunlight | |
From the sunlight | |
From the sunlight | |
From the sunlight | |
From the sun |
zuò cí : Reuben J. Brown | |
zuò qǔ : Reuben J. Brown | |
This one time | |
I lied with you | |
I wanted to | |
Feel defined | |
My resign | |
Was all too soon | |
Feeling blue | |
In a fish shop in a desert | |
Pissing in | |
What I could find | |
Smashed out windows | |
A burnt frame left | |
Behind my teary eyes | |
Is a tiredness of rye | |
We get in vehicle after vehicle | |
With tickets never checked | |
And scars never settled | |
I' m crying in this bus | |
As I try to block your eyes | |
From the sunlight. | |
Our hands entwine | |
For the last time | |
In some weeks | |
When your weak | |
Writing lines as I think of you | |
Trapped in one room | |
Your one little space | |
Demonstrably safe | |
Looked after and cared for by all | |
But inside your hole, your hole your | |
We get in vehicle after vehicle | |
With tickets never checked | |
And scars never settled | |
I' m crying in this bus | |
As I try to block your eyes | |
From the sunlight. | |
We get in vehicle after vehicle | |
With tickets never checked | |
And scars never settled | |
I' m crying in this bus | |
As I try to block your eyes | |
From the sunlight | |
From the sunlight | |
From the sunlight | |
From the sunlight | |
From the sunlight | |
From the sun |