Song | Desire Froze Here |
Artist | Afterhours |
Album | The EMI Album Collection |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Agnelli, Ciffo, Prette, Viti | |
Nothing to say and nowhere | |
No way to say it | |
We wear all of our regrets | |
Yet fail to display it | |
We lie our goodbye | |
Like we don't know | |
It's a sicken scarlet simple bandaged | |
Tourniquet to keep the silence secret | |
Bending with every breeze, you're a | |
Tall disperate flower, you're a | |
Waving suicidal | |
Desolate hour | |
Pantomime | |
Is your tragedy | |
It's a thin line here between you sorrow | |
And your cunning | |
Desire, desire froze here | |
Just looks like love from a distance | |
Desire, desire froze here | |
Just the path of least resistance | |
Sooner or later time goes | |
Leaves you behind | |
You're just an ancient language | |
No-one can find | |
Pantomiming your tragedy | |
With the winter and the splinters | |
A disintegrating thing | |
Desire, desire froze here... |
zuo qu : Agnelli, Ciffo, Prette, Viti | |
Nothing to say and nowhere | |
No way to say it | |
We wear all of our regrets | |
Yet fail to display it | |
We lie our goodbye | |
Like we don' t know | |
It' s a sicken scarlet simple bandaged | |
Tourniquet to keep the silence secret | |
Bending with every breeze, you' re a | |
Tall disperate flower, you' re a | |
Waving suicidal | |
Desolate hour | |
Pantomime | |
Is your tragedy | |
It' s a thin line here between you sorrow | |
And your cunning | |
Desire, desire froze here | |
Just looks like love from a distance | |
Desire, desire froze here | |
Just the path of least resistance | |
Sooner or later time goes | |
Leaves you behind | |
You' re just an ancient language | |
Noone can find | |
Pantomiming your tragedy | |
With the winter and the splinters | |
A disintegrating thing | |
Desire, desire froze here... |
zuò qǔ : Agnelli, Ciffo, Prette, Viti | |
Nothing to say and nowhere | |
No way to say it | |
We wear all of our regrets | |
Yet fail to display it | |
We lie our goodbye | |
Like we don' t know | |
It' s a sicken scarlet simple bandaged | |
Tourniquet to keep the silence secret | |
Bending with every breeze, you' re a | |
Tall disperate flower, you' re a | |
Waving suicidal | |
Desolate hour | |
Pantomime | |
Is your tragedy | |
It' s a thin line here between you sorrow | |
And your cunning | |
Desire, desire froze here | |
Just looks like love from a distance | |
Desire, desire froze here | |
Just the path of least resistance | |
Sooner or later time goes | |
Leaves you behind | |
You' re just an ancient language | |
Noone can find | |
Pantomiming your tragedy | |
With the winter and the splinters | |
A disintegrating thing | |
Desire, desire froze here... |