The Way You Play Lyrics
| Song | The Way You Play |
| Artist | Low Low Low La La La Love Love Love |
| Album | Ends Of June |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dyson, Dyson ... | |
| O' you have not been unwell | |
| You mistake the feeling | |
| A muffled alarm bell | |
| Nausea | |
| Behind every mouth there's | |
| A sick tongue to be pulled | |
| A blackened milktooth | |
| A melody unhummed | |
| And so we go | |
| Over our black breath in the sun | |
| If you lose the taste for | |
| To unsing what you sung | |
| You speak as if | |
| It all makes a difference | |
| A dumb tongue to be pulled | |
| A blackened milktooth | |
| A melody unhummed | |
| The way you play | |
| O' sleep in my useless one | |
| You know come the morning | |
| We'll stagger the long run | |
| Nausea | |
| I owe it nothing | |
| Yet pay it through the teeth | |
| It's not meant to feel good | |
| At least it doesn't change | |
| The way you play |
| zuo qu : Dyson, Dyson ... | |
| O' you have not been unwell | |
| You mistake the feeling | |
| A muffled alarm bell | |
| Nausea | |
| Behind every mouth there' s | |
| A sick tongue to be pulled | |
| A blackened milktooth | |
| A melody unhummed | |
| And so we go | |
| Over our black breath in the sun | |
| If you lose the taste for | |
| To unsing what you sung | |
| You speak as if | |
| It all makes a difference | |
| A dumb tongue to be pulled | |
| A blackened milktooth | |
| A melody unhummed | |
| The way you play | |
| O' sleep in my useless one | |
| You know come the morning | |
| We' ll stagger the long run | |
| Nausea | |
| I owe it nothing | |
| Yet pay it through the teeth | |
| It' s not meant to feel good | |
| At least it doesn' t change | |
| The way you play |
| zuò qǔ : Dyson, Dyson ... | |
| O' you have not been unwell | |
| You mistake the feeling | |
| A muffled alarm bell | |
| Nausea | |
| Behind every mouth there' s | |
| A sick tongue to be pulled | |
| A blackened milktooth | |
| A melody unhummed | |
| And so we go | |
| Over our black breath in the sun | |
| If you lose the taste for | |
| To unsing what you sung | |
| You speak as if | |
| It all makes a difference | |
| A dumb tongue to be pulled | |
| A blackened milktooth | |
| A melody unhummed | |
| The way you play | |
| O' sleep in my useless one | |
| You know come the morning | |
| We' ll stagger the long run | |
| Nausea | |
| I owe it nothing | |
| Yet pay it through the teeth | |
| It' s not meant to feel good | |
| At least it doesn' t change | |
| The way you play |
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